Gratifying pieces, which push to please,
Pull to receive. Magnifying and deceiving.
Where is the element of truth?
It is in the pieces place,
It is there, but can have no trace, and,
To find it, you must not try to save face.
For in this place, lies a diary of intent.
Intent to persuade,
Intent to evade.
Find it in the stroke,
Or in the bespoke,
Of the grand work.

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