The Empty Canvas
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Using a portion of a letter only
He started his work on the portrait...
He noticed hiccups in the midst
It wasn't the brush didn't cooperate
Nor was the palette overflown
He could listen to the letter
Speak in a subdued tone
'I do not look like that'!
'I haven't finished my work'
He replied
'But that wouldn't be me'!
The letter retorted, got rough, left
He noticed the brush and his palette
Also, leave along
That day, for the first time in his life,
He realized the emptiness of his large canvas...
Nov 22nd,2020
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