My universe
Between earth and fire,
each piece carries within it the memory of touch,
the breath of clay and its silent pulse.
Even in stillness,
it speaks to those who are willing to listen.
Between earth and fire,
each piece carries within it the memory of touch,
the breath of clay and its silent pulse.
Even in stillness,
it speaks to those who are willing to listen.
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