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A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard. Amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
What liquid can contain the soul?
If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
I hide but my head is outside.
What is full of holes but still holds water?