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Bless the day this restoration is complete Dirty, dusty, something must be underneath So I scrape and I scuff Though it's never quite enough I am starting to see me, finally A gallery of paintings new and paintings old Guess it's no surprise that I'm no Michaelangelo Every layer of mine Hides a lovely design It might take a little patience It might take a little time But You called me beautiful When You saw my shame And you placed me on the wall Anyway You, who have begun this work, will someday see A portrait of the holiness You meant for me So I polish and shine Till it's easier to find Even an outline of mine
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