[The sixteenth entry of April 2016's A-to-Z Blogging Challenge.]
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a vase precariously placed
on the mahogany desk
it trembles when the winds blow
it stops when the winds rest
it sits silent and majestic
intricately decorated art
its solid body stands through the years
a work of its potter's heart
one day it chooses to see
what the world could offer it
with its own strength it moves
falls from where it used to sit
it is halfway down when
the vase realises its folly
it tries too hard to save itself
with desperate cries, says sorry
calling out to its master
the distance to the floor decreases
a swift hand reaches out to catch the vase
and saves it from becoming pieces
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