With each mound of clay,
I feel the rush anew,
Addicted to the thrill of creation,
In every form, a breakthrough.
My passion fuels my journey,
As I chase success’s gleam,
Addicted to the art of pottery,
Forever lost in its dream.
With each mound of clay,
I feel the rush anew,
Addicted to the thrill of creation,
In every form, a breakthrough.
My passion fuels my journey,
As I chase success’s gleam,
Addicted to the art of pottery,
Forever lost in its dream.
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