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Oct 2011
To seek art in
perfect form
drawn on paper, still

a skill unlearned
formed by a dying hand

To dreams that we aspire
to words we left unwritten
to never have accomplished
and to wish to always have.

To not succeed
and always fail
but to gain in knowledge still

The words 'keep trying'
running through my mind.
Anora Anakaya
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