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Pls R&R
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 43 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-25-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2480162
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The pot plant was settled near the door,
Standing still and silent
No gentle breeze brushed its fronds
No wind rustled its spider-plant leaves.
Trapped in decaying mud,
Cracked and painted china.
So near the door -
But so very far from freedom.
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