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-| PATCHWORK QUILT Airing my dirty laundry to the

-| PATCHWORK QUILT Airing my dirty laundry to the public, what I expect after rinsing off ? Okay ! it's kind of guilty pleasure to be swished when you're inside out. « read caption » 【2】 What can be said about writings, they are intact to me. Something discoverable, I write to uncover it. Words, where do I find them? they are always within me. Clings the letter, they are hidden under my sleeves. Weaving numerous thoughts days and nights, what is that I knit? Or that I knit, gets me knitted instead? Musings they call it had happened to me, see I'm darning through it, bring me the iron I would like to archive it. Is there anything more than bliss, I feel this it, this it! When the words are my side when they appear more than the pages, just and placid, I may appear eccentric, I may look self-centric but then who do you know my friend, can mingle like these with me? No, it ain't a questionnaire nor any forum you think. I'll deviate to turn back, I'll be nudged by my sense to inscribe this way. It's just a sudden urge I try to compose if only I had them with me, with me as my ideals, with me as my dreams, and thy hopes, undying.
-| PATCHWORK QUILT Airing my dirty laundry to the public, what I expect after rinsing off ? Okay ! it's kind of guilty pleasure to be swished when you're inside out. « read caption » 【2】 What can be said about writings, they are intact to me. Something discoverable, I write to uncover it. Words, where do I find them? they are always within me. Clings the letter, they are hidden under my sleeves. Weaving numerous thoughts days and nights, what is that I knit? Or that I knit, gets me knitted instead? Musings they call it had happened to me, see I'm darning through it, bring me the iron I would like to archive it. Is there anything more than bliss, I feel this it, this it! When the words are my side when they appear more than the pages, just and placid, I may appear eccentric, I may look self-centric but then who do you know my friend, can mingle like these with me? No, it ain't a questionnaire nor any forum you think. I'll deviate to turn back, I'll be nudged by my sense to inscribe this way. It's just a sudden urge I try to compose if only I had them with me, with me as my ideals, with me as my dreams, and thy hopes, undying.
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