I've gathered no moss
nor am I shrewd...
but time has weathered me
Around the edges
torn and gray
dampened with stains
forever stay...
I have guided plenty
in my day...
perhaps to places
not seen in rows...
Dependable, you've dragged me
here and there
crumpled and tossed me
over there...
But as worn as my tattered
seaming folds
you've never left home without me.
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