Sometimes it's about just talks,
Sometimes it get extends & touches the height,
Sometimes I wonder what it was, where it escaped.
It was, or is, maybe will be,
as I know it goes on,
temporary, even permanent for some.
I think I have heard it,
Maybe in disguise,
Maybe in routine,
or just maybe. . . .
I cannot define it,
Overlooking is satisfying,
Sometimes overlaid. . . .
I think that painting is 'Abstract' ||
Mehul Newaskar | Stracted'
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