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Feb 2018
There she stands,
covered in paint,
admiring her work.

Her feelings.
Her thoughts.
Her.

She is her art.
She is the blue overlapping with the dark purple.
She is the light pink mixing with the red.

She is her art.
She is art.
I am she.
I am art.
WE are art.
We are all art. We are all special and important.
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