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Capture me underneath the sunset. Straw hat in hand, smile genuine. Painted across my cheeks. Paint me deep, BLUE. A darker hue. Anything but bleak. I became obsolete when I began to think that this picture could never be painted. My visualization became tainted. But whenever I'm the artist my image has the potential to be beautiful. But my beauty bounces off the walls of a cubicle. I need a creative collaborator.
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 2:22 PM UTC
Creative Collaborator
Capture me underneath the sunset. Straw hat in hand, smile genuine. Painted across my cheeks. Paint me deep, BLUE. A darker hue. Anything but bleak. I became obsolete when I began to think that this picture could never be painted. My visualization became tainted. But whenever I'm the artist my image has the potential to be beautiful. But my beauty bounces off the walls of a cubicle. I need a creative collaborator.
7/3/2018
sajdah-baraka
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 2:22 PM UTC
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