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A shade of distinct colours,
Driving through a junction line,
No one has faded feathers,
But look constantly changes shine...
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Within the Art,
you'll find the artist sitting blind...
Whispering himself,
Gripping hands of harsh and kind...
Creative blend,
Coloured surface, shaded inside...
Finishing ends,
With eyes frightening Blackish lines..
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Selection painting hues,
Blue comes red with greyish eyes,
Perfection soothing crews,
Eyeballs red in white thin noise...
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What's amiss?,
Why the heart is kept aside..?..?
Mind torn,
Why the head is bloody white..?..?
Crowdy themes,
Then why a hollow inner light..?..?
Blushing lips,
Why the tips in frozen stri-pes..?..?
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Nevermind, sitting on throne in easy lies...
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