Canvas
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Art is life.
We are painters, all of us are. Everyone's a masterpiece of themselves and to the eyes of our dear God, quite nice. It's all just one big canvas, and it's your job to put your own colors to complete the whole picture. Life is like that, it's one big puzzle.
Talk about completing a ten thousand pieces jigsaw puzzle. Call it a huge mess but it ain't everyone's favorite job to complete their life. Can't you agree more? Meh, who am I kidding? It depends on anyone what life is. But to me, it is art.
Also food and dogs. Both are awesome.
My name is Avionne C. Reeds, welcome to my own canvas.
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Cover by: @Staleee Such pretty cover by a beautiful person
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