Lonely artist

One great artist

Lived alone in the world.

Soliture was killing him

Day by day.

To create a companion

He took all the misery

And courage of men,

Added some beauty

And tenderness there

With kindness and helpfullness.

Artist took a piece of his heart

And gave it to his invention.

Last step – breathing the life in.

He gave his own soul,

Stepped back, and watched

The miracle to happen.

Magical fog covered everything around.

He saw the shining;

After a second

The fog disappeared…

And there stood a woman.


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