ragamuffin

swaddled in the gauzy wrappings

tea stained in age

unravel of frayed edge

placed in wicker basket

on the doorstep of life

no note in the dressing

protecting her beating breast

no plea for a finder

to be her keeper

just hope for an ally

along the axis

splitting in symmetry

one as two

 

 

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