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This one is maybe not blurry in the classic meaning of the word, but it's one of those I'm very proud of, and it came with a poem.
Published and sold as 1/1 some 8 months ago on objkt
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At the bottom of the glass, I found
A world so blurry, going round and round.
With each sip, my vision grew hazy,
As if I stumbled into a tipsy mazey
In songs and poems, they often say,
"The answer lies there, drink your troubles away!"
But oh, dear poet, let me impart,
Clarity ain't found at the bottom, sweetheart.
With laughter and jest, we clink our glasses,
But beware, my friend, for the blurry masses.
For in that foggy realm, we may stumble,
Leaving our wits in a jumbled jumble.
So a toast to life, to joy and cheer,
But let's not forget, my dear, my dear,
That the bottom of the glass
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