I dreamed I was sorting things
Long colorful bolts of silk
Arranging them into a display
I had no idea what it meant
Or even if I was getting it right
But I felt strangely content
To have been asked to do it
My assignment for the night
I wondered while I worked
Inventing new rainbows as I went
Hoisting them into place
What festive garments they would make
And if I might one day be
Worthy enough to wear one
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