Not a stone
Falling and be broken
Unbalanced is this position
Steadily. My desire
In me, Water, no spill over
This water
Your life, it nourishes
Out of this place
Wish me not
I'm your dear pot!
I think this a very pleasant read. Written from the perspective of a pot. Keep it up, Charles. Good imagination
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Fantastic with much imagination. Great Wrok Charles!