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blurring a line defining an edge I have to find a way to make my colors blend I'm only happy when I'm me and my canvas is black with complexity I draw the lines straight and clean but sometimes that isn't what is seen blurring a line defining an edge I am alive through my pen I work on my portrait endlessly my cells are words my blood a river of poetry an unfinished work an oeuvre of me
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Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
an oeuvre of me
blurring a line defining an edge I have to find a way to make my colors blend I'm only happy when I'm me and my canvas is black with complexity I draw the lines straight and clean but sometimes that isn't what is seen blurring a line defining an edge I am alive through my pen I work on my portrait endlessly my cells are words my blood a river of poetry an unfinished work an oeuvre of me
heather-valvano
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Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
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