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M A N I F E S T O

she held her carvings gently

in the palms of her hands, delicate like a bird's wing

and she saw the world, holding out their hands too

and so she gave it to them.

she held her carvings gently

and placed them in a little boy's waiting hands

and whispered

that what he had was beautiful and precious and lovely

and she gave it all to him.

she held her carvings gently

and saw as he passed them to the other children

their faces lighting up with glee and beauty

and she knew she had done the right thing

by giving her all to them.

R O L E

to manage the matcha book club on slack or discord (tbd).

F O R M

https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSctKxmWTLWC9jOoFwlzAhC3WpVH5kycH86USXSEeuDJXhAa3g/viewform?usp=sf_link

C O N T A C T

email [email protected]

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