My Canvas
What does my canvas tell?
Does it ring any bell?
The blue of the sky whispers, spread your wings,
The stillness of water murmurs, dwell within.
The parted field reminds, carve your path,
The color of trees teaches, adapt and have faith.
And I — in red — burn with life untold,
A story of passion, courage, and bold.
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