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When seen from afar, the painting looks complete. Colors all neat, the disposition - sweet. But beware the greedy eye, No more than canvas will it find. To nothing - resigned, The illusion now left behind.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
The Greedy Eye
When seen from afar, the painting looks complete. Colors all neat, the disposition - sweet. But beware the greedy eye, No more than canvas will it find. To nothing - resigned, The illusion now left behind.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
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