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Woven Configuration
woven,little strands
all intertwining in silent dance
curving,changing form,morphing.
moving,stoping one path and forming another,
strands of my inner being.
confuzed,matted and twisted,frayed and torn,
enriched and dieng.
stretch and receading,
fragmented.
the faces of my soul.
aged and worn.
new and bold.
dark and light,
conguzing to the sight
woven little strands of my thoughts,
colide and couse caos.
woven little strands of my soul,
colide and make me indivisible,
or invisible to my own recolection.
woven little strands,
curve and shape my thouts,
fragmented and uneasy to disyfer.
woven little strands of my memory,
intertwining in story.
little strands,
little strands that crate me.
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Tabitha Tomes
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