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Sep 2020
a great white wall silently stands

I tried to paint a mural, what an artist
I guess I forgot that my talent departed.

You came along, and you tried to draw too
Painted my mistakes white and started anew.

But your hand slipped, and were unsatisfied
So you covered your shame with another coat of white.

We tried to put thought into colors on wall
but discovered even together we couldn't at all.

After a time, the paint started to peel
giving way to what I no longer feel.

When nobody was there to hear a sound
I came back with a hammer and broke the wall down.
Dipper
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   Bogdan Dragos
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