A seamstress, I can't sew two different silks together, That may because she lack the skill or it is just because they weren't meant to be sawn together?
A seamstress that have always been good, but how her skills was tarnished because of that matter?
She glued them together, it looked imperfect; deprived of love.
Her piece was worn, it was soaked and was torn apart.
The seamstress seem to have regretted her poverish decision to glue the silks together.
So she started to fixed her skills instead.
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Author:
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