The Knitter, The Watcher, and The Boatman

The Knitter works in silence, joining random hearts
The Watcher fails to notice, stuck behind thick glass
The Boatman trolls the seas of fate, playing his own part

The Knitter moves through others, leading them to art
The Watcher finds no comfort, although he does amass
The Knitter works in silence, joining random hearts

The Boatman meets his post, his focus on his cart
The Watcher fills with sadness, as the time does pass
The Boatman trolls the seas of fate, playing his own part

The Knitter makes connection, built with no clear chart
The Watcher stands alone, claiming higher class
The Knitter works in silence, joining random hearts

The Boatman does his patient work, there when you depart
The Watcher fights for certain, but truth he may bypass
The Boatman trolls the seas of fate, playing his own part

The Knitter will encourage, tugs to make a start
The Watcher will resist, claiming deep impasse
The Knitter works in silence, joining random hearts
The Boatman trolls the seas of fate, playing his own part

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