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Fine China(A poem of symbolism....a poem about love) Fine china decorates this table With every piece to make the setting complete How delicate its designs are painted Beautiful even within its fragility China handed down through the generations Posessing chips upon the surfaces glow A scratch to mark the designs we see But somehow those flaws don't seem to show Over the passing years we may find That some of the pieces have been misplaced But we still cherish each piece that's left Be it chipped cup or a surface scratched plate ~THE FLOWING PEN~ 3-24-04 Vote for this poem
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