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Feet
,
whence
did
you
come
,
you
darling
things
?
From
the
same
box
as
the
cherubs
’
wings
.
How
did
they
all
just
come
to
be
you
?
God
thought
about
me
,
and
so
I
grew
.
But
how
did
you
come
to
us
,
you
dear
?
God
thought
about
you
,
and
so
I
am
here
.
“
You
never
made
that
song
,
Diamond
,
”
said
his
mother
.
“
No
,
mother
.
I
wish
I
had
.
No
,
I
don
’
t
.
That
would
be
to
take
it
from
somebody
else
.
But
it
’
s
mine
for
all
that
.
”
“
What
makes
it
yours
?
”
“
I
love
it
so
.
”
