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Dec 2016
The liquid colors
A brush that with others
A white canvas stands  
My hand move on its own
A brush now covers with color
The white canvas holds
Colors that is me
Making me safe
Hiding in the colors
That’s around me
The white is gone
And trees are surrounding me
An aqua body rushing
Next to me
The warmth from the sun
Hitting my arms and legs
That’s cover with the colors
Around me
The colors I’m hiding in
The world is back
My colors are gone
But somewhat I still
Feel like I’m hiding
From the real colors in the world
I’m still hiding colors
And I won’t come out
chelsey pierce
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chelsey pierce  23/F/USA
(23/F/USA)   
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