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if i had an art museum, it would have a blue roof and white walls, and it would be filled with nothing but mirrors. one by one, people would walk in, expecting to see a dali, da vinci, or van gogh along the hallway. but instead, they would spend the day becoming connoisseurs of their own curves, freckles, and wavering footsteps. and i'd sit in a corner with a notepad in hand and an unseen smile. people sometimes forget that they too are art.
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Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 3:20 AM UTC
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if i had an art museum, it would have a blue roof and white walls, and it would be filled with nothing but mirrors. one by one, people would walk in, expecting to see a dali, da vinci, or van gogh along the hallway. but instead, they would spend the day becoming connoisseurs of their own curves, freckles, and wavering footsteps. and i'd sit in a corner with a notepad in hand and an unseen smile. people sometimes forget that they too are art.
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Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 3:20 AM UTC
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