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Abstraction

Bright orange strokes

Painted on

Cover the top of the canvas

As your stare travels down

Reds, purples, pinks

Splashed on the rest of the empty space

A sunset is what I picture

Closing my eyes I can feel the heat of the sun

On my face

Shining from the sky

Art is the concrete imagination

That we are always searching for

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molly-claire
American
Published
May 23, 2011
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