My craft, my beauty
The dedication brings the beauty
The consistency brings progression
The endless effort give birth to success
My pin bending endlessly
To kiss the hole of the net
Adapting to the condition situated for
An effort looking futile to many
Alas, see the beauty it eventually create
The joining of my hand to the net
With my neck stoop like the tree
Forced by power of nature
The insertion of the hair blend
The cutting off, of the hair
Brings discouragement
But like the night star
The beauty no eye can overcome
©ONEIRIC
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