Exposing the tangled mess within.
Fragile stiches, looped through tired holes;
How much mending can one fabric hold?
Darn the hem that rips the cloth!
Tack in the feelings unravelling forth.
In my aunt's house, where I currently stay, there's an orchard in the backyard. In the middle of that orchard is a mango tree. She t...
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