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What the seamstress held, Was still lacy, yet. It was that from inside her small frayed chest: A heart, being stitched With delicateness.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
Sew it Seamed
What the seamstress held, Was still lacy, yet. It was that from inside her small frayed chest: A heart, being stitched With delicateness.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
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