Painter
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Last published Tue, Jun 16, 2015
Author: Man... I don't know how to describe THIS story to you....
Person next to me: Why don't you just try your best? *sparkles everywhere*
Me: *glares* Ok.... so I guess this is a metaphorical short story about a "painter". I'll provide you an explanation once you finish reading.
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