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When my heart is heavy, when my mind is buzzing painting my heart in a picture, hard-pressed graphite cures my soul When my heart is shattered, sinking, when my mind is trapped when my hands and paper are no longer any cure a masterpiece of crimson and alabaster is created
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC
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When my heart is heavy, when my mind is buzzing painting my heart in a picture, hard-pressed graphite cures my soul When my heart is shattered, sinking, when my mind is trapped when my hands and paper are no longer any cure a masterpiece of crimson and alabaster is created
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC
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