My glittery trail
My Mother HopedTo take her sewing machineDown into her grave,And I believe she did that,’Cause every now and thenIt keeps me awake at night.Charles Simic
My Mother Hoped
To take her sewing machineDown into her grave,And I believe she did that,’Cause every now and thenIt keeps me awake at night.
Charles Simic
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