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He paints on his boat ride through the dark green forest

January 25, 2014
By joyyy PLATINUM, York, Pennsylvania
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joyyy PLATINUM, York, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
I will cure myself in the sunshine and wind. <br /> <br /> If you&#039;re tired of kissing me, I&#039;d better go.<br /> <br /> I&#039;m a free-spirited gypsy and an emerald mermaid.

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I am the elements of your painting
I'm the oil drying slowly
the ripped canvas you continuously splatter
shades of crimson on
shades of exhaustion and black tops
You address me as Mona
but they saw Lisa
I'm not your exhibit
I don't belong in framed cases
I'm not valuable
I'm just gold, gold, gold

© Daniel H., Durham, NC

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