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Oct 2010
When I paint, I let go
dropping all expectation
without control
I use my knowledge
I use my soul

There is no wrong turn
I am sure of every movement
playing and loving each color
I blend and spray, dab and scratch
To reveal all truths

My emotions and convictions
Scream Out
Defying controls and lines
I am free
I am Free

My paints are keys
releasing me
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