i
she painted
the morning dew with the colour
of a baby's first cry
she painted
the flowing river with the colour
of growing friendship
she painted
the welcoming forest with the colour
of a mother's embrace
she painted
The tender moon with the colour
of their first kiss
she painted
her world with the colours
it didn't have
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