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Clay: a moldable material that is plastic when moist but hard when fired, best sculpted in the hands of an experienced potter. Romans 9:21. Friar: member of a mendicant order, distinct from monks in that they do not shut themeleves off from the rest of the world.
Welcome to the Clay Friar. We really don't have a theme here, and you can't depend on us for uplifting and positive thoughts because well... sometimes we don't have them. We don't lie to you though. So at least it's honest.
-Kate
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1 comment:
I just can't stand the thought of any of your priceless words not being recorded for posterity. The mere mention of it sends a shudder through the very marrow of my bones.
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