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Grandma's Faithful Friend

Sewing machine, I wish you could talk. Grandma’s last friend on her final walk. Sewing machine, I wish you could say, What happened to her on that fateful day. Sewing machine, her hypervigilant friend, Wisely silent, faithful to the end.

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