how brittle be the clay

how brittle be
the clay.
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I cannot be
All
Things to All
Men;

I am an
Anomaly ...

or freak occurrence
which
occurred nonetheless
to
spite the division of
it's
ever-spiteful-selves.

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But how high
is
High Enough?

Ask Dear Icarus
how
quickly melts the
wax,

and
low becomes the
bar

once you've eaten
every
shooting star and
crave
for more!!!

(to remind you
who
you are.)

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I can only
be
Me to all
"Me's";

while molding a
personal
destiny with two
broken
hands which "see"!!!

(how brittle be the
clay.)

j.stephen.h.