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I Am a Block of Clay
I Am a Block of Clay

I Am a Block of Clay

Feminist123Feminist123

I am a block of clay.
All the people in my life shape who I am.
Like a sculpture.
At first, you start with a block of clay
And every small dent represents
A person I have met in my life.
Slowly, every dent makes a line
And with every line forms an immense sculpture that represents me.

I am a block of clay with a few dents on it,
Waiting for people to form lines;
To form me.

Author Notes: Ehh. It's pretty lame but ok.

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12 Mar, 2019
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