the brush
in my hand
is full of colours
thick and bold,
converging
on the edge
of a pause,
where dreams
meet this world -
an empty canvas
ready to be splashed
with fire.
in my hand
is full of colours
thick and bold,
converging
on the edge
of a pause,
where dreams
meet this world -
an empty canvas
ready to be splashed
with fire.
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