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When the art of life is stripped
Torn into pieces, shredded to bits
Waiting for time to patch together the fragments into whole once again

A giant imperfection, built from old
now pieced together for a novel representation from the same canvas
Creased, wrinkled, hanging on to the illusion of sense

Soon for the cracked art to take form,
the old veins blending into the image of what once was
for the creation of a new picture

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