Errors Erased - T ABRAHAM
(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)
The short lengths and additions,
Longer strands with divisions,
Being tied and untied all over,
With no perfect strand woven,
Breaking amidst some tension,
Imperfection kept unmentioned,
But the day it reaches for usage,
Worth not even a single penny,
Damage not taken with money,
A dozens of them come each day,
One day it gets sharply noticed,
Then as a crawling child walks,
The strands are pushed to past,
Past errors have passed away,
Now there is a longer passage,
Reducing the older wastage,
Turning them for lengthy usage,
Now the mind is on its place,
No tension remains to break,
It goes on forever, till it is done,
Perfectly woven and mended,
Once the mind obeys to surrender.
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