There's a poem in the Imaginarium called 'Little Brown Cup'. Here it is. When I was little, I thought that absolutely everything in the world was alive in some way and had feelings. Seriously, everything – every kind of creature, all of my toys, the books in the library, my chair, the trees and fields outside, …
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Shauna Darling Robertson 