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I'm big in every aspect..
No ratio can contain me..
I'm a misunderstood abstract..
A picture couldn't frame me..
I'm the dry brush in your hand..
An artist couldn't paint me..
I'm that pencil and no eraser..
No way you can erase me..
Copyright © Knowledge Hill | Year Posted 2014
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