Friday 13 June 2014

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Gentle now
Slide it across
No, not too fast
Slow
Slow and sure
That's it now
You're getting the idea
Soft, slow and gentle

Feel it in your hand
Firm and gentle grip
Too tight and you will cramp
Too loose and you will lose it
Like holding a bird
Firm and gentle

Don't mind the mess
It cleans up well
Cold water helps
Soak it long
Then wash it well
It will be white again
Not a speck of red

Let it fall now
Slump to the ground
A discarded husk
Let it return to the Earth
From whence it came

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