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Shattered
The clay pot hardened from the fire
faced life's storms, the wind, the rain
It stood beautiful, ornamental, useful
Curved, burnt orange, strong and proud
A stray stone tossed from afar
A small hole, slowly released the core
The water, the sand, the seeds
Beauty marred, but still strong and proud
A curious hand tore at the pot
Ripped off shards, pulled at the core
The clay pot weakened, fragile, useless
stood shaken, wounded, humbled
A gleeful hammer struck the pot
Crushing, demolishing, killing the core
The clay pot broken, battered, useless
In pieces, shattered, ugly, worthless
faced life's storms, the wind, the rain
It stood beautiful, ornamental, useful
Curved, burnt orange, strong and proud
A stray stone tossed from afar
A small hole, slowly released the core
The water, the sand, the seeds
Beauty marred, but still strong and proud
A curious hand tore at the pot
Ripped off shards, pulled at the core
The clay pot weakened, fragile, useless
stood shaken, wounded, humbled
A gleeful hammer struck the pot
Crushing, demolishing, killing the core
The clay pot broken, battered, useless
In pieces, shattered, ugly, worthless
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