I am the blank canvas
The untouched block of marble
The uncarved wood
The unformed clay
What will I make of myself today?
It is my choice
To dance and play
Or throw my moments away
And remain ever fixed and unchanging
Instead of showing my true colors
Choosing to remain grey
To be myself
Truly me
Is to honor the work of art
That only I can be
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