this doll arrived here some months ago and has sat quietly in one of the scrap baskets, seen and touched many times a day, but faceless, quiet, simply, here. i have thought…..what is it i need to give her?
This morning, in just a few minutes, she had her
Face….as if it was always there.
and it turns out that it is She that has something to give me. so i can then give back to Her and then, we can Give something together


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