The Pot of clay

Soil of the earth, crafted into creation, admired, treasured, holding the liquid which gives life and sustains a race of civilization.The depth of its worth has been evaluated over centuries and generations. Little bits of clay would always remain as remanants of a past, giving much to the present….Much like our lives.What we leave behind would always be spoken of and remembered..Our deeds, our actions…So as said, its not just the day, but tomorrow that would have meaning…

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