by on November 14th, 2010
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I am a beautiful seamstress,
Weaving vintage emotions.
although I cannot now.

I am a skillful master
of web and technologies forth,
although I cannot scream.

I live between two
threads and here,
Holding together your fabric
So you won’t be naked. If you are. It can’t be my fault.
You could never risk being free.

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