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Antiquity – May 23, 2019

Through the crinkles of time These telling cracks Hold my body Together. With all it’s wear and tear The beauty within Exudes. I stand up tall, Claim my place, Here In this tick of the clock. ***This poem was Inspired by a beautiful vase from The Alchemist's Studio

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