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Yours

A used, abandoned canvas;
An artist who had once filled it with
such bright resplendent swirls
Only to soil it
with the stifling colors of umbrage
a year later-
traitor.

A dinky bucket pooled with flesh;
Lacking,
wrecking,
racked.

Insignificant!
But wholly yours..

Yours for the building,
yours for the molding.
Yours for the filling,
and yours for the keeping.

Diffidently so!
Yet still so utterly yours.

And I can only pray,
pray that you will not
do the same
as he.

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