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come here when conformity crowds me.
When life labours along at a snails pace. I come here, where i am free to sit and think amoung the dazzling colours and the serene blackness. Colour is my Paradox; These colours are my Paradise. Here i can throw colour around; onto the stiff, blanched white canvases, or onto the off-white peeling walls. The floor, no longer floor-coloured, sops heavy with liquid colour, fueling my desire for an eternity in this colourful creation. The pots line the windows; streaks of colour dribbling down, from the sleek shine of a freshly spilled Scarlet, I broke these colours. |
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