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Dec 2017
Tossing stars out the window
In order to create a picture
Just like a pencil or a marker
The images create a mixture

Such as This, Which is a Paint Pan
Holds Color Inside of it's Paint Pan
Colors, Colors, they surround us all
Most of us don't notice, so our Worlds Fall

Colors Colors, they exist within
So that we may exist with them
Written by
Michael D H
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     Lior Gavra and ChrisJoeMiller
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