It Started With A Blank Canvas
It started with a blank canvas.
Oh, what should I do?
The worry and fret!
Should I add some blue?
I haven't thought of anything yet.
It started with a blank canvas.
Maybe a line here or there?
Should I paint some green and red?
Maybe I'll paint yellow circles everywhere.
The jumbled thoughts running through my head.
It started with a blank canvas.
Slowly, an idea starts to form.
Over the canvas, my brush I release.
And soon the canvas will transform,
Into my beautiful masterpiece!
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