The Alchemy of a Needle 40,000 Bc
The needle I used to craft your shoes , the needle I used to sew your wounds , the needle I used to bore the holes through your precious bones ..are the scriptures of love and the harvest of times, of celebrations, good food and a jug of fine wine, written within the sounds of the stones, the song I sing you'll come to know, ' I met my lover by the stones many moons ago ' .
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