feeling the grasp of your fingers loosen. falling and returning who i once was.

pick me up and turn me around. your sweet boy never really lost his marks.

take me home and dress him up one last time. cute as a button.

on the shelf collecting dust. remaining only a memory.

stitch a few patches for me. assure me i will hold up.

what about you? do you feel your stitches breaking? are your seams ripped?

examine my stitching again. ensure im going to be strong to hold again.

hold me in your arms once more. i can hear your heartbeat start to slow. thank you for keeping me well for so long.

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