design is everywhere
A clock or watch
It is made to work,
Yet hands and mind
Made those just so,
A chisel and hammer
Change a rock surface
To create a memorial,
A flawed stone into
Perfection what seems
And many cars turned
Into an art field
Maybe one or three!
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