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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: October 28, 2012

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Submitted: October 28, 2012




Interwoven, strands of rough twine is the fabric of my existance

The offshoots feel rough in a certain direction.

This make-shift tapestry is the product of monotony.

I get the chance to look at other products which leave me

To comparing my own.

The others with their intricate and vividness go overlooked

Some more erratic while others plain.



I know that the product can be changed

Its the key I look for.

Two keys, one on this plane and the other

far away.

I have the furthest key and I am proud.



But its the nearest I have yet to acquire.





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