One day I will cease to exist
hence today I persist,
I splash my soul all over
I spread it out like a clover,
I drape it in ink and paint
I make sure it´s not faint,
One day these paintings will adorn a gallery
and people will realize that I needed no salary
I was stealthy
On paper I was wealthy.
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