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He came to me
And softer still
He bit right through
And gnawed me clean
And with three words
He stitched me back
‘You Create Yourself.’
A collection of forgotten, lost and new poems from The Page of Pens
He came to me
And softer still
He bit right through
And gnawed me clean
And with three words
He stitched me back
‘You Create Yourself.’