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I. On my painting, when the phone rang The colors danced and the brush sang Interrupting my creative flow I hesitated, should I let it go?

But curiosity got the best of me I picked up the phone, reluctantly A voice on the other end did speak And my heart skipped a beat, so weak

It was a call that changed my life Filled with joy, sadness, and strife But in that moment, I knew My painting would forever be imbued

With the memory of that fateful day When the phone rang and led the way To a new chapter, a different path And my painting would forever bask

In the light of that unexpected call A reminder that life is never small And in every brushstroke, every hue I'll remember the day my painting grew.