A swan, a laughing, man.
You just need to know how to see,
How to feel the sinews pulsing there
To curl the hair and smooth the skin.
What would you find in there?
What memory live and vivid would leap to mind
Glowing in stone, reacting to your touch?
Cut carefully, cut cleanly
Craft the form and free the thought
Find the truth that lies within.
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