In the depths of shadows, unseen and unknown
Lurks a master of chaos, a mind all his own
With a canvas of white, and a brush in his hand
The Inkblot Maester creates a world so grand
With each stroke of ink, he weaves a tale
Of love and loss, of joy and wail
His brush dances with passion, in a symphony of art
The Inkblot Maester pours his soul from his heart
Inkblots and swirls, in a mesmerizing blend
A world of wonder, he creates till the end
His mind a kaleidoscope, with infinite designs
The Inkblot Maester, his art forever shines
Shapes and patterns, a reflection of his mood
His canvas a mirror, of his thoughts so crude
But beauty emerges, as he lets his soul free
The Inkblot Maester, his art a sight to see
From a single drop, a masterpiece takes form
A whirlwind of emotions, in an ink-black storm
And as he finishes, his brush comes to a rest
The Inkblot Maester, his creations at their best
So let us marvel, at this master of his trade
His art a journey, for the eyes to cascade
For in each inkblot, lies a story untold
The Inkblot Maester, his legacy to unfold.


Authorship by Dr. Dashaun Snipes
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