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There's too much time to know how to waste it Its traces found above and around Spreading like mist in the most insignificant spaces Filling lines in faces Please let me be tired Allow me the reason to be weary Give me a taste of stress so I might sleep more easily Thank you for this self portrait I've had the pleasure of painting I'm still boxing with shadows, I hope it might change me
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May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
An abundance of time
There's too much time to know how to waste it Its traces found above and around Spreading like mist in the most insignificant spaces Filling lines in faces Please let me be tired Allow me the reason to be weary Give me a taste of stress so I might sleep more easily Thank you for this self portrait I've had the pleasure of painting I'm still boxing with shadows, I hope it might change me
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May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
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