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when i make sculpture (Free verse) by ay deee
i think: no, i look then extract obscure slivers and blatant symbols a man choking on a pair of pliers a silver coated stalagtite chopping and casting wiring and grinding clay in the air all the while thoughts do creep in conceptualization this red brick means something different to everyone my vision blurs goals melt and flow roundabout solidification i keep my hands and mind busy

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