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White Canvas


Blank mind

Empty canvas

Open body 

Free spirit

 

Ready to begin a sketch

Cant decide where to begin

 

The picture's unclear

Foggy and distorted

Colors are dull

All fade to grey then desinigrate

 

Perspectives change

And now im back to square one

 

Unsure of my wants,

my needs,

my path,

 myself.

 

So here I am

Alone

Staring blankly

Just me and my white canvas

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