The nonrandom miss
Everyday my mind makes various sketches.
Everything I find this valuable catches.
O ooh mountains! Oh sky!
My faithful teachers.
O ooh mountains! Oh sky!
I’m full of starry beaches.
Sometimes my soul is drawing hereafter.
Somewhat hides in a diabolical laughter.
O ooh angels! Oh God!
My Indian summer.
O ooh angels! Oh God!
I’m a grateful comer.
Never give up. My painting takes heart in dearth.
Ever extremes meet at the ends of the earth.
O ooh mates! Oh foes!
My heel of Achilles.
O ooh mates! Oh foes!
It was nonrandom miss.
<darti>
08/08/2018