where are my flying monkeys Poindexter
Where are my flying monkeys, Poindexter?
I woke up with this in my head one day.
It inspired me to draw a painting and smile until noon.
I threw the paint on this, and my feelings got bigger and brighter.
As I add color to my canvases, I feel I am adding hope to myself.
Painting makes every day joyful to me.
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