Fevikwik

Used fevikwik.
I was all of nine.
Broke it in a fit of rage.
The most beautiful vase in the world.
The first I ever made.
Uneven, clumsy and innocent.
It was.
I am a potter now.
Make one everyday.
But that vase, the world's most beautiful.
I broke it that day.
Used fevikwik.
But the cracks won't go.

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