Fragile. Something vulnerable. Tiny creature with closed ears and blurry blue eyes. Great grandmother's crazed porcelain. A glacier. My ego. Balanced on thin stacked shims. Shifting in the shaking. Tilting with the ticking of time. Hips aching. Attempt to preserve dust. Pause. Repeat. Memories in the ether. A song. A dance.
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