Alone I sit
With thread in hand
It's tangled
Knotted
Nothing grand
You come by
With thread in hand
It's matted
Twisted
A lonely strand
You sit down
Our threads we share
We weave
in vain
Can't braid a pair
Another comes
He adds his string
A braid
emerges
A pretty thing
More walk by
They add their strands
We weave
We knot
Something grand
I stand up
See what we made
I sit
I cry
A tangled braid
They come and look
They comfort me
They turn
Our braid
Tell me to see
I look up
I laugh with glee
My thread
Our braid
A tapestry
With thread in hand
It's tangled
Knotted
Nothing grand
You come by
With thread in hand
It's matted
Twisted
A lonely strand
You sit down
Our threads we share
We weave
in vain
Can't braid a pair
Another comes
He adds his string
A braid
emerges
A pretty thing
More walk by
They add their strands
We weave
We knot
Something grand
I stand up
See what we made
I sit
I cry
A tangled braid
They come and look
They comfort me
They turn
Our braid
Tell me to see
I look up
I laugh with glee
My thread
Our braid
A tapestry
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