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Grandfather said hold the brush with care
Balance the weight, let the spirit be there
Lines must breathe, both gentle and strong
Every stroke is a heartbeat, steady and long
Ink divides into five subtle tones
Light to dark, each with soul of its own
Shadows and brightness, thick and thin
Every mistake can still paint within
Ink flows slow
Hearts will know
Shades of time
In every line
Ink flows slow
Hearts will know
Shades of time
In every line
He spoke of colors beyond the black
Layers of meaning no eyes can track
Soft as petals that fall to ground
Even in silence, there lies a sound
Porcelain white, a fleeting dream
Brushstrokes carving a hidden theme
What we lose is what we gain
Water and ink both heal the pain
Ink flows slow
Hearts will know
Shades of time
In every line
Ink flows slow
Hearts will know
Shades of time
In every line
Every picture tells a fate
Every mark will resonate
Years may pass, but art will stay
Guiding souls along the way
Ink flows slow
Hearts will know
Shades of time
In every line
Ink flows slow
Hearts will know
Shades of time
In every line
Ink and soul
Make me whole
Time will fade
But strokes remain