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May 2013
Roughed and molded
like the sculptures my
hands shaped in ceramics
I should have fortold it
in the eyes of older ones
But *******, I didn't
know seeing was a curse.
© Daniel Magner 2013
Daniel Magner
Written by
Daniel Magner
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