Galatea [Day 9 - Construct]
Yet he would give everything and all,
For a moment of her warm embrace!
She of the purest ivory,
Grace and beauty in her every mien.
Her lifeless eyes gazing at her creator,
While a smile escapes her lips, forever frozen.
To construct a form exceedingly perfect,
She had to rise from his imperfection.
Waking the goddess' heart from silence,
Breathing life's breath on his creation.
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