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letra de on canvas - amalia bloom

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i used to draw the form of clouds
with my fingertip
and the coldest wind
would take them away
they taught me that we are dirt, finite
i used to rub their shape
in the condensation
of the car window
back when i was young

i was wondering
how could winter skies
be so colourful
and luminescent
i’ve been hoping, one day
that the first line i’ll paint
will be the one
that’ll make me live forever

i watched the world run on
while hiding behind the window
‘till i took a brеath, the deepest and sketchеd
the form of my future, once again

now i know that one day
the last line that i’ll paint
will be the one
that’ll make me live forever
new landscapes to portray
and new
colors to fill new sp-ce
on the canvases
i will draw new meanings
and i’ll fill the sp-ce

i will fill it

i haven’t seen new colors
since at least two very long
years and these days
blue becomes grey
just like the thick smoke
i inhale every time
i feel a void inside
but now i realise
that is love
what should be filling
the empty sp-ce
in my atoms

- amalia bloom

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