.Itâs been like painting from memory,
But a memory thatâs not mine
I've been pushing paint where i though it should go.
Trying to pick hues to compliment colors that I have yet to see.
Painting spring when all Iâve ever known is fall. And winter was the expectation.
Arenât we a.
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