Because the magic was never in the bloody clay, or in the person who made it.
There wasn't any magic to begin with, in fact.
And I think, when it comes down to it, all we really need is a large cup of honesty.
Not watered down, not taken with a dash of sugar.
Just that, and the bitter residue it might leave on your tongue.
Because at least after that,
you can choose to get up and walk away.
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