StitchesA Poem by I Am Svetlana
Every stranger
stumbled in with their own wounds. Stitch after stitch, adding attempted perfection. I sat there & sewed them up. Doing my best to make them beautiful again. © 2017 I Am Svetlana |
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2 Reviews Added on January 8, 2017 Last Updated on January 8, 2017 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more.. |

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