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Sometimes I dream I am a thread being woven into cloth.  When I am weaving I am one with my loom.  The warp threads lifting, the shuttle floating between them, the rhythmic beating of the reed.  The loom becomes my dance partner.  Weaving inspires me.  I watch the cloth grow and develop with each pass of the shuttle.  I know my cloth, I am one with my cloth.

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