The scribbled crushed paper,
Unwraps slightly to reveal...
What was not meant to be seen,
The neglected work,
Once a colourful imagination,
Where exploited randomness,
Breathed lives in his creator,
Somehow didn't reach the threshold,
Maybe, maybe not...
Mysterious notions,
Lead to the only known fact,
What was not meant to be,
was not meant to be....
It's beautiful.
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