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She sits before me, an infallible piece
A masterwork of bone, sinew, and skin
Defying perfection her fairest cheeks and feminine chin
Her form crafted and carved as a statue of ancient Greece
Lo! I would keep her hidden, a secret held unto me
Locked away to appease my most jealous heart
For it would cause a mortal cut if e’er we were apart
My soul she holds captive, her eyes contained the very key
But I could not withhold such beauty from the Earth
A prisoner to my selfishness, a fate yet undeserved
Her expert shape and classical features to all should be observed
Not all the gold of all the nations could match her shine or worth
So go my ornate masterpiece!
Go and share your radiant gleam
Go my Venus de Milo, my Winged Victory
And light the world with your achromic beam