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See-Through
Sewn diaphanous gossamer
As a see-through sheer,
Shaped with tatters of words
I mend together to catch a glimpse
Of my thoughts’ sculpture.
Tracing their curves,
Crafted with delicate fingers,
Every contour on display
For my eyes to grasp
And my soul to heave a sigh—
I can see myself now.
As a see-through sheer,
Shaped with tatters of words
I mend together to catch a glimpse
Of my thoughts’ sculpture.
Tracing their curves,
Crafted with delicate fingers,
Every contour on display
For my eyes to grasp
And my soul to heave a sigh—
I can see myself now.
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