Dude it's ling up of dots and lines;
which free flow in my mind;
juggling with musica , playing with thoughts;
broom up my state of line,
I like you ; you are so unpredictably process oriented,
busy in colors, follow my senses.
whenever I get pause ; I can still see your way,
whatever medium I explore ; it's always unprecedented ,
whenever I sleep you come to me in moving visual,
I being knowing you ; you being knowing me in my sleep,
everything is so instrumental in you ; so I am so into you,
take a nice bath with colors and I will make it better better,
every object around me influence to express,
always keep page empty for me and always fill empty page with me,
you are a small poem like me.
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