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Crafts of the Carpenter

Not sure if this is finished or not...

 

Heaven sent for the weakness of flesh

a carpenter, teacher, came to live after death.

A knack for wood-craft at first look it would seem

but a knack for love and life creation

beneath the skin is His real craft.

 

Beneath the skin is your real craft.

On the surface what most would see as a means to an end.

Beneath the skin for someone their heart it could mend.

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aiden-williams
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Published
Dec 19, 2012
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