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Being an artist

Convert an object is any
In a magical object
Is to turn the misfortune
The stupidity and waste
In a light blanket
It is suffering day and night
In a dazzling disease
You savor the future
Smell the immensity
Feeling of loneliness
Look look look look It
You hear the song of Giotto
The sobbing of Van Gogh
The cry of Picasso
Duchamp's silence
Reason is to challenge
At the time
A death
Wife and children's petting
Like fabrics and brushes
It caressing fabrics and brushes
Like combat arms
Combat arms is cherished
Like colored tubes
It stroking color tubes
Live like birds
You paint the night sky
Like a dump
You paint a dump
As if the starry sky
You live like a prince
Being only an ordinary man
You live like an ordinary man
Being only a prince
Play play play play is
It covered the head of ultramarine blue
It covers the heart in Scarlet
You risk your life for a stroke
It's waking up every day
Faced with a blank canvas
It cut no ice

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