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I’ll paint you a sky, blue, purple, grey, blush pink. I’ll paint you a skyline, tall buildings, lights, fog, to soften it. I’ll paint you a city, bustling, bright, alive, breathing. I’ll paint you a street, white lines, yellow cars, speeding. I’ll paint you a house. brick, old, cold, crumbling. I’ll paint you, hair down, eyes open, gazing, at the horizon.
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Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
Paint You a City
I’ll paint you a sky, blue, purple, grey, blush pink. I’ll paint you a skyline, tall buildings, lights, fog, to soften it. I’ll paint you a city, bustling, bright, alive, breathing. I’ll paint you a street, white lines, yellow cars, speeding. I’ll paint you a house. brick, old, cold, crumbling. I’ll paint you, hair down, eyes open, gazing, at the horizon.
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Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
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