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❝ The Beauty in Graffiti ❞
Different colors on the wall
Painted by feckless people
Who gave up on finding their call
Thought that it doesn't matter after all
It is an art out of frame
And nobody wants to acclaim
Everyone's looking for someone to blame
Doesn't care if they will defame
But the graffiti on the walls
Gives meaning to their souls
Setting aside all the falls
Just to fill heart's plot holes
They do it just to express
Feeling that no one wants to care
Until this move falls into worthless
That made them hide their face
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