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Nov 5
Ceramic Trust
My hesitancy
Is a china cup,
Held aloft delicately,
My pinky extended
As if it held
All the timorous
Hope of childhood
I’ve refused
To keep with me.
Written by
Sia Harms
36
   Jill
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