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This artful mind of mine colors the white, And lightens up the dark upon my page, Hidden within my since-birth hueless sight, Getting much more volume with every age. This artful mind of mine colors the ears, Which is a way right to the soul and heart, Who's shielding it away from all the fears, Making them strong, by manifested art. This artful mind of mine is like a saint, A flawless light of Truth, helping the poor, By offering them a radiant paint, Not touched by evils, but from within the core. Today I came to a truthful conclusion: This artful mind of mine, is my solution.
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Aug 5, 2021
Aug 5, 2021 at 12:42 PM UTC
The Artful Mind
This artful mind of mine colors the white, And lightens up the dark upon my page, Hidden within my since-birth hueless sight, Getting much more volume with every age. This artful mind of mine colors the ears, Which is a way right to the soul and heart, Who's shielding it away from all the fears, Making them strong, by manifested art. This artful mind of mine is like a saint, A flawless light of Truth, helping the poor, By offering them a radiant paint, Not touched by evils, but from within the core. Today I came to a truthful conclusion: This artful mind of mine, is my solution.
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Aug 5, 2021
Aug 5, 2021 at 12:42 PM UTC
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