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One-sit bench

A Story by Rachel Jane

I’ve allowed my footsteps to lead me…and they did…in the same place. I’ve had a huge need to find you there, in the exa..

Clay passion

A Poem by Rachel Jane

I was like clay in your hands.My material felt your knowledge,You taught my senses to behave,You worked on every movement of my cellsAnd I obeyed.Now ..

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