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Oct 2014
I ******* ribbons today,
Blue in my sister's dark hair,
Thinking of the days I did my own.

I ******* laces today,
Neon orange tripping me,
Footsteps lightening on dark concrete.

I ******* loose ends today,
Those fluttering in the autumn breeze,
With no destiny to speak of.
It was a productive day.
Amber
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