the dream, the threads parted
a while. visitors came, the day
proceeded gently with stops
and dictation, who is this?
we worried over news, trembled
a while, gathered back the warp,
the weft. today we continue.
in the mill the loom
stands idle
sbm.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 1:17 AM UTC
the dream, the threads parted
a while. visitors came, the day
proceeded gently with stops
and dictation, who is this?
we worried over news, trembled
a while, gathered back the warp,
the weft. today we continue.
in the mill the loom
stands idle
sbm.
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