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He made me you.

He took two stars
From the skies.
And he put these stars in your eyes.
He took some silk
In the dead of night
And wove your skin, till it was just right.
He took an ocean's spray
To moisten your lips
But ran out quickly and had to make two trips.
Finally he took the clouds from the heavens
To make your hair.
He wove these clouds into strands with care.
You may ask your self why he went through all this trouble?
Well it's actually quite simple really.
I asked him for the perfect girl and he made me you. silly.

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