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Dec 2017
Blank canvas. Such potential,
so much pressure to perfect.
I painted my first brush stroke
which was followed by regret.

I tried to wipe the canvas clean,
but the paint had sunken in.
Now my canvas is no longer blank
It is stained and it's tainted.

I tried to save the painting
what a mess I did create,
but no brush stroke, ink or pigment
could cover up the pain-
t.
HLR
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HLR
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     --- and Jyotirmoy
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