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Blue iris I eye down Green paper appearing all around Red muse muting everything blown Yellow flowers grown swinging with the sound The hues are soothing But the gray gravity brings me too a down reality A pallet mixed in with neutral tones and anxiety thrown Trying to paint a vivid escape in between the sketches of our complexion   • confused with the city baby blu
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 9:24 PM UTC
Sketches of our Complexion
Blue iris I eye down Green paper appearing all around Red muse muting everything blown Yellow flowers grown swinging with the sound The hues are soothing But the gray gravity brings me too a down reality A pallet mixed in with neutral tones and anxiety thrown Trying to paint a vivid escape in between the sketches of our complexion   • confused with the city baby blu
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 9:24 PM UTC
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