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Ever-changing emotion
from black to white, with a zip of blue-gray in between brushes floating seamlessly across a raging palette sparked by the intrigue of suns and moons artistic originality unfurled there is a lot one can capture on a plane so thin speaking anger in red or tears in a trickle of silver beauty so imminent in each stroke, especially when you get the big picture
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