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Splatter the paint
With all your colors
Experiment with brushes
Like a yellow Sun or winter shudders
You may like what you drew
But maybe some paint went astray
Some blue fell on your smile
You wish it would go away.

So flip to another page.
A fresh white canvas
Forget the old mistakes
And practice new knowledge
The paint was once an experiment
But now it's turned into an experience
So when you fill the fresh page
With different shades of life
They will be brighter, happier
They will make you smile.

— Manya

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