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Jun 2017
When I'm like this
I can paint on the wind with a feather brush
And mix the colors fervently

Though I do not stain

I can hold the canvas however I please
And hang it on a lively tree
Just for you to see

*The way which these creations have made me
Because a creator creates....happily.
Colm
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Colm
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