When you change the sheets and get the bed all together, and realize there is someone missing, and you look everywhere and you cannot find him, and you begin to think that someone has crept into your home and stolen him, but then you think to look and there he is,
this icon of your childhood, wrapped up tight inside of the laundry basket,
and with a breath of relief, you restore him to his rightful place.
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