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Nature's Hand

A woman's face by nature's own hand painted
but her palette hides in bags under my eyes,
for sure the turkey I never hated
but it cursed me I look at my neck, and cry.

Nature first painted my face a nice oval
then came life's gravity this dragged it down,
now no matter how much I pay or grovel
I can't change the beautician's worried frown.

Ah, time will pass and this I's life will end,
I'll request a burial on a hill
so my immortal atoms blowing blend
with the universe's expressive quill.

Painted by nature I shall always exist
But gravities effect won't be known, nor missed.
Written by Rew
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Author's Note
the first line is from
Shakespeare's
Sonnet XX.
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