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Oct 2014
I asked you to paint me a picture,
So with lines of watercolor calligraphy,
You showed me your father's broken glass beer bottles.
I asked you to paint for me, something tragic,
So you painted those bottles, sealed,
With messages inside.
I asked you to paint for me, something beautiful,
So you painted the bottles, along with their messages,
Sent sea bound and somber.
Jh
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