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MY FINEST WORK I built you out of angels And carved you out of dreams.

I fastened you with ribbons And sewed you at the seams. I nurtured you with hopes, Clothed you with my ardor, And lit you like a lamp For the ships out in the harbor. I kissed your lilac lips And fancied them the best So made a faithful heart To beat there in you chest. And you, my finest work, Would only fall apart. I knew you in the flesh But lost you in the art.

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