i am out of my skin today.
i suppose this is the place we have all been waiting for
but still i stare at it not quite sure how to move.
these arms are legs & hands are feet.
i walk with my head between my elbows.
i am scared to breath but it is a must.
this is real.
the clay is drying out & i will not set in this shape.
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