Canvas
Breathing
Enabling
Expressing.
Freedom through the words in my mouth.
Escape, Elysium, entrance to paradise.
Holding it in,
waiting to let it go.
A passion is ignited,
as the words flow onto my canvas.
The canvas that is my lifeline.
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