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You have the shape
that I gave you, ...
I molded you real,
almost human...
But wings have not
given to you
a blow is necessary...
What more do you request,
oh! dumb creature ...!?
Search in the abstract
your colors !
On substrates
your pain ...!
Nothing further demand
from me, only have
 modeled you ...!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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