Why pull threads
when it's your hands that will get tangled?
The thought of undoing something
gave perhaps great pleasure.
I don't know. I found my resolve
to not worry, or maybe it's to not ask?
The woven piece now just tatters.
It was a nice thought once I suppose.
Ironically, what was once undone can be
put back together in a better way.
You just have to be able to start from
the beginning again. Can you see a
future from something that once was
intertwined before?
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC
Why pull threads
when it's your hands that will get tangled?
The thought of undoing something
gave perhaps great pleasure.
I don't know. I found my resolve
to not worry, or maybe it's to not ask?
The woven piece now just tatters.
It was a nice thought once I suppose.
Ironically, what was once undone can be
put back together in a better way.
You just have to be able to start from
the beginning again. Can you see a
future from something that once was
intertwined before?
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