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God’s fingertips paint this Love,
Sheet rock swirls with color
The mind, heart, body, and soul exploded
Four parts cover the walls
Just like four elements cover the Earth
But inside, the paint cracks
A person closed off from time
Un-secure with the past
Continues on with new mantras
Bad memories create crinkles
God appears with the paintbrush
“Time to repaint”
Is whispered sweet and softly
The Art crumbles
Into the World’s biggest masterpiece,
An un-ending canvas
God’s fingertips welcome all
The painting is endless
Every voice needs a refresh
In a World,
Full of crumbling Art,
Always,
Choose to repaint again

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