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the rug
poetry: demonstrates personal love of writing
we gather
on your worn softness.
you may be dingy,
but you are cherished.
your threads are matted down
with the time we shared,
with tea spilt,
and lots of our hair.
we love you
for the memories you hold.
a capsule of our time
spent together.
so many jokes were cracked,
so much laughter burst from our lips,
so many tears were shed,
so much did our friendship grow.
you bore our grief,
you accepted our shame,
you cradled our mirth,
you fostered our trust.
soon your time will be through,
i dread the day.
but we remember the moments
we spent loving each other
while sipping tea on you.
Written in my free time
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