As I run my hands across the bolts,
In my mind I see,
A dozen new creations,
That this fabric soon could be.

The sight and touch of every thread,
Is a chance to bring to being,
The incredible potential,
That only I am seeing.

I wait for the slideshow in my mind to pause,
One image steals the show,
Now to bring this sight to life,
Through pure creative flow.

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