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Body covered in magnificent art


Body covered in magnificent art Full of imperfections you do not love Delicacy that now captured my heart What is that sacred paint made out of ? The paint that embellishes your body? It compliments your bright gleaming soul A bright spirit, yet it seems so calmly Who would have thought that my heart it stole? Although you loathe it that's why I chose it To love the art that has ben created Even though it is difficult to admit Why do you tell me your body is hated? Is it hated cause of what you have created? Since you fails to realize you made it.
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