Yo, han

Yo, han
Your fingers
Twitch a stitch

But the fabrics
Loom for a womb
Would itch
The basis

Become a musical
In the future
No faces

With eyes
Should read
The disgraces
Nor heed

Harps and chords
Soft or strong
So many lords
To you belong

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