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Secret imitations
The blank canvas of paper
the paintbrush, now a pen.
sketching with imagination,
an art piece to use again and again.
An amygdala rainbow,
stroked with water coloured tears.
not your average abstract background,
when brocaded with fears.
The brushwork is so fragile,
so, I’ll use calligraphy instead,
the colours were so bright on paper,
but darker in my head.
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Saturday 2nd June 2018 8:33 pm
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