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Poetry
Clay Child 2003She is molded by those who made her. Like a clay model, manipulated and shaped by larged unyielding hands. the project takes years to complete. When it is done and her life begins to unfold before her, a small child in a woman's body is found begging to be loved. I embrace this child. Tightly hugging her spirit. Whispering lullabies into her ear, she is calmed. Once damaged, now loved, she will recover. By Mara McWilliams Please note: |
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