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sewing time together, we scribe our narrative, your lace stitches leather, like a seamstress. failures don't forget me, i'm their stone to engrave, designed imperfections and a chiseled face. close enough to notice, constellations are yarn, unthreading in the distance, these days seam apart.
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Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
these days seam
sewing time together, we scribe our narrative, your lace stitches leather, like a seamstress. failures don't forget me, i'm their stone to engrave, designed imperfections and a chiseled face. close enough to notice, constellations are yarn, unthreading in the distance, these days seam apart.
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Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
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