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The Giver
Kendall Jackson
Unravel me like a finely woven scarf
Tightly knit to keep you warm
Made meticulously by a perfect creator
Torn easily by the hands of my wearer
I work tirelessly to keep the breeze from ruffling your hair
I take pride in giving my comfort to you always
At night you put me to rest but I forget to sleep
You ask for little and I give you all I have
Now my fabric is fraying
I have been left hanging by the door
I spent so long keeping you warm
That I forgot to hold myself together
Fall, 2018 Issue
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