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You are art.
You are art, of course you surely know that right?
You are the painting poeple pay millions of dollars to own,
but no one can can own you.
Your voice when you sing is one I could hear for the rest of my life.
Even your laugh is notes stung together creating God's favorite melody.
The way you carry your body, is art.
You are art.
Your poise and grace is something some long to have.
Your blonde hair cascades down your shoulders like a waterfall,
You are a waterfall,
powerful and rushing but always ending in the place you need to be.
Your eyes are as bright as a mid-summer day, lighting up everyone's life.
You are nature, you are art.
You were art long before anyone came to admire
So please remember whoever comes and whoever foes,
you will still be art until the day you die.