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The Painter, the Poet, and the Pauper
I'm a painter, a poet, and a pauper, It's not fortune and fame that I'm after, Just the right to evoke self-expressions, To color this life with my own impressions, It's unobtrusive this simple life I live, My art is the only thing that I can give, To friends and love ones I leave behind, On my wayward quest toward peace of mind.
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