My wife is addicted to vases.
They surround me on all sides.
If I look inside them they are empty.
But I know that they are full,
With her passion for form and colour. They make me smile.
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My wife is addicted to vases.
They surround me on all sides.
If I look inside them they are empty.
But I know that they are full,
With her passion for form and colour. They make me smile.