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Comments about Dame Hedgie
I see you and I want to mold you into the man of my dreams.
I will be the artist and you my beautiful clay.
So raw and rough around the edges,
Then again, so used and worn and dull.
I love the thought of getting inside of you.
I want to pour my rhythm over you.
Heart beat, song beat, spirit beat,
Gentle sways to contour your form with mine.
I really do not know how this sculpture is supposed to turn out.
I seem to make up my mind daily.
One minute I think I want a geometric, logical piece,
And the next I strive for chaos.
I fear that I will ...