Still It's Art.


I will few or many words, Just as it comes,

I won't alter the flow, ot change the rhythm, 

Sometimes it will rhyme, other times it will clash,

It won't always come out right, still it's a work of art,

The lines won't always be perfect, but still it's art.

✍️© Toobrightanthony 
📸@pexels.com 

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