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Like a bit of broken pottery,
edges turned up toward heaven,
holding drops of dew,
I can only offer a taste of water from the sky.
Yet such water may be called blessed
by one thirsty enough.
It may be salvation
to the outcast and the dying.
William E. Rushman, September, 2000
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