Nothing about me
Quest, my blank canvas
But the plight of silence
Poverty stricken
Rolls over me
An ocean of flow
Thy tacit pose
Flame my sight
Orange, yellow and white
Nothing about you
Earn me bounty
But the hue of breath
Colour my existence peg
Brushing a move
To my oscillating heart
Thy vacillating swing
Plunge my heart
To unfathomable deep
Nothing about me, do
To colour my canvas
But every ooze
Beneath the form
Rolls over the pore
To make my art complete
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