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    We Are In Glass Jars
    We Are In Glass Jars
    We Are In Glass Jars
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    We Are In Glass Jars

    By Freya Carter

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    An anthology of poems by Freya G. L. Carter created as a fundraiser for the Oxfordshire Scout Jamboree Unit 2019.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateAug 22, 2019
    ISBN9780244801618
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      We Are In Glass Jars - Freya Carter

      We Are In Glass Jars

      We Are In Glass Jars

      Freya Carter

      Copyright

      © 2019 by Freya G. L. Carter

      All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal.

      First Printing: 2019

      ISBN 978-0-244-80161-8

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      Dedication

      for Ruby and the week I spent with her

      Petticoat

      The rope of truth does not go far

      You may only roam

      the world you know

      Paper mines are scattered

      like rose petals

      Each lick of ink explosive

      We are in glass jars

      stacked on shelves

      Pricked holes on top to breathe

      Is it easier to wait for the sky to fall

      or take out the pins that hold it up?

      Wire cats sing until they don't

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