A Mural.

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A mural, with its strongest in the corner
Not the middle, or the top
But still brings the balance.

A mural, repainted for renewal
Each and every part, middle to top and sides
Still, the strongest remains in the corner.

A mural, chaotic with color
With promise, and eyes are drawn everywhere
Yet the strongest in the corner is stained monochrome.

A mural, tormented to perfection
Is no longer what it was before
The strongest in the corner is chipping.

A mural, pigments wilting in waste
Is abandoned, forgotten by those
That ignored the strongest in the corner, long gone.

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