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Art Class

Faded Clorox wipes sweep the room, dancing slowly with the crayons
And paint.
Blue speckle on grey white plastic.
Stiff chairs
Mock the spine and shape the mind.
Mediocre sketches in sultry charcoal
Line my eyes; dripping darkly,
November skies.
Written by mantisdeer (Cait)
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