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She spent all her time Knitting with crimson wool Because there was nothing more tragically beautiful Than unfurling grief Into woven harmony.
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
Spool of grief
She spent all her time Knitting with crimson wool Because there was nothing more tragically beautiful Than unfurling grief Into woven harmony.
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Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
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