Rock, Paper, Scissors
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Last published Tue, Aug 9, 2016
A pencil is rarely loved.
Used to make beautiful art but then usually erased.
No one notices it.
While a Marker is the opposite.
Used to colour art.
Used to make it brighter.
Colour is the first thing we notice.
So like art, this story begins with a Pencil.
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