We are all Artworks in progress,
I think not,
We are ALL Master pieces unraveling unto each other.
This is what I paint
You
I
And everything we see
ALL the same
Just from a different view

The viewer I had to Be
To paint what you see
Now
You view mine
Or the Your’s, that was expressed
Through an unknowable time....
Now....Tell me, what exactly do you see?

 

 

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