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you patch me together
like an old tattered quilt
mending holes with pieces of your own fabric
stitching along torn seems
with ease and care
you sew me up
with kindness and love
steadily weaving thread
binding one square to the other
with words and affection
hands hold me close
eyes take me in
and just like that
what was once a pile of scraps
is something
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