The Tailor

An
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            ti
                qua
                        ted shop
An antedeluvian taylor
Absorbed in the work
Of fixing                failures.
                   others

His silence      s          c     a  t          t    e    r      s      
through the place
Half hearted chatters
        skitter away.
But in tiny print on all his work
It says the words
                "Remember me."

If you would, please, remember me.