White Canvas

October 2, 2008
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White, spread out in all directions.
From the clothes people wear to the sidewalk they walk on, that is all there is.
But this does not depress me in the least.
Because the world is my canvas,
To do with it as I can.
With each stroke of my brush,
With each line of my chalk,
The world is changing before my eyes.





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