We have seams in our bodies
Connecting our limbs
Made with care by rows of seamstresses.
And I've thrown their work away
Dismembered.
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Seams
We have seams in our bodies
Connecting our limbs
Made with care by rows of seamstresses.
And I've thrown their work away
Dismembered.
