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My Canvas


My face is not my canvas

I can contour

I can paint

I can outline

I can manipulate

I Cannot tell a story

I Cannot move others emotionally

I Cannot be studied

 

My real canvas

Tells my story

Creates smiles

Creates love

Creates memories

My heart is my canvas

 

My face represents my heart

My face can reflect

Tears

Smiles

Despair

Hope

 

My colors represent my canvas

My colors reflect

Mood

Warmth

Tone

Hope

 

Don’t hide your canvas

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