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A stroke of hope


With each stroke of the paintbrush, my heart flutters.

My lungs fill with happiness, i feel my heart in my throat.

Anxiety slowly creeps away, depression is no more.

I want everyone to feel this happiness. 

There are so many people without this feeling,

who are sad, lonley, depressed.

I know how it feels to be alone.

They don't deserve that feeling. 

Art has helped me through so much.

I want to help others through art too. 

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