I'm pretty happy with them. Just glad it's over with.
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How I’d like to carefully, tenderly, and with ginger fingers untie and unravel the tangled mess, one knot at a time and lay it out in one long strand that has no beginning or end. And I would wind it up in coils around myself, in even bands around my body so that I could be enveloped and surrounded by her mind, entwined in her delicate fibers. If I could, I’d be my own lover. And I would know myself.
About Me
- Laurelena
- Illinois, United States
- A teacher, a knitter, a writer, a thinker, an artist, a mourner, and a dreamer...
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