watercolor
my friend
your canvasses exhibit that
you are my water
refreshing, tranquil, unbounded
with confident flicks of your brush
and a humble blush
my friend
you are my color
yellow, blue and green
you showed me happiness
your lips spoke harshly like bright hues
yet gentle words of wisdom
to make a diluted blue
you have cleared my vision
and now our time has come
to overcome
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