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I took a drive
Under lacy fingers Through gentle mist Grey sweater wrapping the Earth Mocking the cold Silver blue beads Around my neck Holding hopes Symbols make the sound of Tiny bells when I Turn my neck to Look around Hand knit knots made from Worried thoughts Made into a pattern My family crest A new beginning in an old Place I drove on, under Lacy fingers My fingers hold cross in hand My grey sweater betrays the Cold... |
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