the potter's hand
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my more recent works, some of which used to be in my older book 'anhedonia'. the poems in anhedonia were written when i was a different person, in a different headspace, with different beliefs. i've grown and changed a lot since then, so i think it's only fair that the poems written as this new person, in a different headspace, with new beliefs get their own new book too.
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