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Yang walks in Yins studio of revelations.
Shocked by what he saw,
A masterpiece of the sublime.
Yang sees she painted all the walls,
She splattered bold color on her canvas walls.
This true Pollock, I’m lost in her abstract,
And I see her brush, still in hand.
The paint’s still wet
Yang drops down to his knees,
Still in awe.
Yang wishes to have Yin’s…
Artistic mind.
To actually finish what one started...



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