I sometimes dream about the perfect body;
Strong and supple,
Moving gracefully with a quiet beauty,
With a firmness, a steadiness.
It will last me a lifetime.
It will bear all sadness and pain
and enjoy all pleasures.
It will work hard until it's time to stop working.
Then it will lie down to rest.
The sunlight will drift in
And my body will dance away
To a new adventure.
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