All herein and everything upon the canvass
Hinging for midas touch before the roaming,
Layers indefinite with air visited or sans
From central growling to the uncanny whisper
Mutate within in compliance of bell tolling,
Journeying selves on ceaseless roving kindled
Somehow with substance or in vacuum apparent
Staring towards the absolute ray hair splitted,
Painter with color pick earmark the feathers seasoned
For denial of all whiteness with accuracy.
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