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A life is canvas,

Every person a palette

and circumstantial.

Mineral of bone,

Water of tears, oil in guts,

And these are my strokes:

Rendered from soil

Distant emerald tropics

with ruby dragonfruit.

Offbeat and odd though,

I can flood with indigo blues,

But given new hues

Like orange laughter

Pops of citrus on the tongue

Caused by belly laughs,

And queen purple from

Squad goals golden girls in heels

With royal swagger

And you, blood of life

Give all from blush of first romance

To burgundy rage.

Tempered by specters

Who tally my stolen smiles

In ebony ink.