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Personifying An Object
He picks me up.
Dips me in,
nearly soaking me.
He lifts me up.
Ready to create,
And so am I.
He puts colors upon and inside me.
He places me upon the tough texture.
And rubs me up and down, and all around.
We are creating.
It felt great that I was finally being used again.
He thinks the creations,
I make them, with the touch of his hand.
And when the creation is done,
I sit, and wait, for the next one.
