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Clay Pieces

Oh this life, this life can make
clay pieces and shards out of usĀ 

And we can bake in our stubbornness
and break when truths come at us

Or we can make and unmake ourselves,
for all we are is dust,
but from dust came mountains
and from mountains we were carved.

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About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.

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2 thoughts on “Clay Pieces

  1. Wonderful! Large and true and so important…

    Posted by lifeofawillow | 17 June 2013, 1959 EDT

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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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