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Brushstrokes dance, a symphony of emotion raw, abstract shapes colliding, a story they draw. Crimson bleeds into violet skies, silver whispers of unspoken cries. Azure pools reflect a troubled mind, golden shards, a truth to find. Ebony depths conceal a hidden plea, a soul laid bare for all to see. The canvas breathes, a whispered name, in colors burning, an eternal flame.
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