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Oct 2017
We painted a picture.

With old wooden paint brushed,
and expired paint in rusting cans.

We swirl together yellows and pinks,
blues and reds.

The image of us comes together
as we go.

With each the stoke we push harder
on the old canvas.

Until it rips through the center.

The jagged whole going up the entire page,

and we have to start all over.
Ella
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Ella  14/F
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