I was spun into a scarf of past hopes and spontaneity. It's so hard to unravel myself with out any help. And you say you care but I can not take myself off of you. You took me and threw me in the back of your closet. But you'll always say I'm your favorite scarf and every winter I wait, and every time you forget about me, piling on other scarves,
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