#WritcoPoemChallenge
Bold strokes of a confident hand,
The painting is a masterpiece,
Executed as planned...
As gooly from gunguly ,
The high flying kites know no bounds ,
The wounded hearts bleds at sight of hounds .
Each mastered craft is mindful rendition doubled when heart is twined with soulful intonation.
The time is ticking away , but nevertheless dawn to dusk is our periphery ,
With delighted moments are our young dream .
At the moment the song of nature is the breeze but nevertheless tunning will cause it cease .
Painting no doubt is masterpiece ,
but nevertheless nature has to be pleased .
To live ,

AB

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