| I hover out there in darkness, unseen. I will shred things to pieces ’till they’re just smithereens. I might serve as a gateway to places unspoken, Yet I’m sealed off to man, forever unbroken. I twist and distort, only darkness escapes, I destroy all I find Whatever I take. |
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When our dryer broke, my husband set to work. He found the problem quickly and, since he needed to replace the belt, decided to repair a cracked knob and a broken hinge too.
Upon arrival at the Sears parts counter, he said he needed a belt, knob, hinge, and a crescent-shaped wire he’d found inside the dryer. He didn’t know where it belonged, but he confidently assured the clerk that he could figure it out once he got into the job. “I have the other parts,” the clerk said, “but for the wire you have to go to Lingerie. This is an underwire from a bra.”
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| I can generate fear, and some say I come out of your ears. I’m quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house. |
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