Sewing, stitching destiny
Freedom wins to tyranny
Dusty cobwebs, combing down
Light the path to wear the crown.
Minding manners, restless creed
Sun shines down to whip the weed
Cutting fabric, manic sleeves
Building something worth the squeeze.
This makes me think of the building of a civilization or empire.
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Indeed! I like to think of it as an inner ‘building’ to create the outer.
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