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I think I enjoy the pastel colors That rest upon the wall. Just floating in soft ease With colors not too bright. Sometimes I think If I was a color, I would be much too dark And seldom used Because of the own Hue I came acquired to Through all my experience. Just painting my whole life thus far Would seem a waste... I think. But being so unsaturated seems boring. I think I enjoy the shades I've mixed Met, and laughed along with Even if I doubt it.
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 8:43 AM UTC
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I think I enjoy the pastel colors That rest upon the wall. Just floating in soft ease With colors not too bright. Sometimes I think If I was a color, I would be much too dark And seldom used Because of the own Hue I came acquired to Through all my experience. Just painting my whole life thus far Would seem a waste... I think. But being so unsaturated seems boring. I think I enjoy the shades I've mixed Met, and laughed along with Even if I doubt it.
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 8:43 AM UTC
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