a poem in my pocket

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1. Chèvrefeuille
   Dec 03, 2014 @ 15:34:08

   Very nicely written and it gives me really a strong feeling of accepting the finite. Awesome scenery you have painted here with your words.

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2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
   Dec 01, 2014 @ 12:20:10

   This is so poignant… we have an old quilt by my wife’s grandmother…

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3. Mark M. Redfearn
   Dec 01, 2014 @ 11:57:55

   I have a vivid memory of two quilts my great-grandmother made that kept me warm as a child. The quilts vanished (or fell apart) many years ago, but I can still see and feel them in my heart.

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4. Ada's Poetry Alcove (@adasalcove)
   Dec 01, 2014 @ 10:13:43

   Love the quilt reference!

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