living is like crocheting patterns to someone else's design
but while one works
one's thoughts are free
and as the ivory hook dives in and out amongst the wool
all the enchanted princes that ever existed
are free to stroll through their parks
the crochet of things ....
a pause ....
nothing
from the book of disquiet by fernando pessoa
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