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Frame My Future


The painting originated by the painter

was not the first element of its nature 

for it was the frame first crafted with the vision to hold the painting

that drew the vision of inspiration for illustrating 

the beauty 

the wonder

the thought that It brings 

to frame a future of such gorgeous things 

and just like the painting which spawned from the frame

so do I hope that the scholarship money comes all the same

I have gathered the wood, paint, ideas of this producer

now I’m ready to Frame My Future

 

By : Cameron Cheda  

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