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Submitted:Jan 21, 2012 Reads: 8 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
Your hands are tremblin'
And your voice; ramblin'
So wind your stress knob -
That's right! Straight to mellow!
Ah, your brush bristles are no longer a mob;
Your strokes are gentle now dear fellow!
Oh don't you see?
Just have faith in me!
Mind how the color unravels from that tip;
So peacefully! You balance that palette on your hip.
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