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When You Come — Threads and Tuneage
When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, an attic, Gatherings of days too few. Baubles of stolen kisses. Trinkets of borrowed loves. Trunks of secret words, I cry. by Maya Angelou OUTFIT: Caroline Coat and Dress by Belle Epoque ~ Available at