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Art Therapy

If you can't figure out
What kind of day it is
Grab first a yellow crayon

The clouds are of course
Orange and blue
And the sky is dark

The world is all still
As long as you are
Coloring the paper

You are not sick
Your parents are alive
Life is a sweet lie

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