Cinquain
I might prefer time to alter my line,
Ends up replacing ofences against good takes.
That aims perfection to surplus my present,
Merrily got up as a cause to those opted processes,
And now I am what I am with no more retakes.
Copyright © Uditya Agrahary | Year Posted 2025
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