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And slowly closing eyes, And slowly closing eyes Painted behind temples, Smathered colors upon white and inviting canvess, Monastic Lisa and her friends, Filling mosaic and print, Surety of smile, A thousand nothings to do, Weeping a single tear, Causing heavy paint to elude.
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Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 8:01 AM UTC
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And slowly closing eyes, And slowly closing eyes Painted behind temples, Smathered colors upon white and inviting canvess, Monastic Lisa and her friends, Filling mosaic and print, Surety of smile, A thousand nothings to do, Weeping a single tear, Causing heavy paint to elude.
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Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 8:01 AM UTC
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