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点击复制A canvas waits in quiet light
A story yet to touch the white
The world stands near with eager hands
To trace its will in shifting sands
They bring their reds they bring their blues
They carve their past in borrowed hues
But is it yours or just a trace
Of someone elses chosen place
Hold the brush and take your time
Let your colors breathe and shine
No need to fit what others see
Create the art that sets you free