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Fine lines, angles and curves

Shade, light and dark

A little bit more

I’m getting closer

A bit closer

To the image

I adore most

But my right hand

Started trembling

And the lines drifted

Away and away

And to deformity

It paved way

I need to erase

And retrace

And catch moments lost

While I slowly drifted

To the sea of mistakes,

Ocean of distress.

I’ll try again and again.

I’ll keep trying till I make it right

At least, till I make it right.