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Dexterity Brimmed

I dug out the big pieces of black soil of my choice, Crumbled them in a tank, removed the humus and pebbles; Then the soil's soaked and kneaded 'to paste I placed On my wheel and moulded all 'ese various- shaped vessels!

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