Ode

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Pages of stories, Layered beneath the
Lathered paint.
The colours aren't just there
They have meaning.
Every stroke
Is a story untold,
A book without words.
Inspiration you give me,
Ideas flow through my
Mind.
'What does it mean to paint the deep blue sea?'

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