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Patchwork Quilt In the patchwork quilt of life and death I find myself with much time left, in which To write and live my life, the way I want The way I like
A patchwork quilt of squares of gold, of Floral pieces some quite old, a swatch of Patterns art deco, some lace, some Printed calico
I give the patches each a date, sometimes A name, sometimes place, I live in Gingham Work in Denim, Chantilly lace when I'm
In heaven
©Joseph G Dawson
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