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Venus de Milo
Set in stone
I might be
As jewel
Her, Aphrodite
Eyes, but who
Inward stare
Upon pure nude
Venus de Milo
Cold cold marbel
Questionable masterpiece
Or warm warm rains
Crying towards Greece
However shall beauty
Reach out to thee
To worlds passed
Time has never pleased
But, by any other name
I am woman; figurine
Upon others pedestals
I am thee
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