Submerging into unknown
Swaying into world of known
Searching my own self into
Scenery of place that is not
Seen before vividly express
Into the rough lines for some
Some would see it as form
Of art of interwoven words
Randomly drawn lines on
A small piece of paper it
May seem odd to many in
Sea of people but few can
See beauty in these lines
On a piece of paper that
Is found randomly on floor
Can turn into master piece
With creative hands of a
Person not known to all
That is the beauty of the
Unknown about the world
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