ugly, deformed, noisy, blurry, distorted, out of focus, bad anatomy, extra limbs, poorly drawn face, poorly drawn hands, missing fingers. Help!  

I hear as I pass through the face of the gentleman; he is sitting in the shadow of an angry man. This gentleman shudders, ready to proceed with his duty, but suddenly, through the fence, a woman shuts, but to her defence, her eyes were too beautiful to comprehend. Her eyes illuminate that dark corner she is in. She appears silently, her hair dark, and so is her skin; it is forever pain. Her soul is restrained and chained; she can only cry but in vain.  

I stopped to look, for instance, but I must proceed on my long foggy pathway still at a distance; I can see it as the fog is gone; it is now clear, and all is peculiar around me; it feels so near. 

My thoughts are clear, my vision is profound, and my ears are alert like a hunting hound. 

 
 

Deep in the far, I hear native melodies and familiar faces dancing to native themes, but they don'