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Patchwork
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After stepping out of bed, she got dressed, slipping on her new patchwork dress and enjoying the feel of the soft cotton against her cloth skin. She'd sewed it together out of fabric she'd found in the dumpster--- the remnants of old and discarded costumes--- and was pretty proud of how it had come out. Christmas clothing was cute and all, but Abigail had been right--- it was extremely itchy. Not to mention a little boring. No dress should be limited to just one pattern or color, she thought wit
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― Sally's Lament
― Sally's Lament
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We are like clocks! Always ticking to the tocks. When the pieces of our soul are torn away or broken – we can’t be sent to the mending shop, however.
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― Red Sugar, No More
― Red Sugar, No More
