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Stumble Artist
It took all the color from my world,
a once vibrant, lively place
and all that remains
a gray, dusty land without much grace;
Now we see how strong this depression is.
But you've put in my hand
a paintbrush, and a palette of colors too;
I know you want to help,
believe me, I want you to,
but I'm the only one who knew the texture
of the meaning behind my dreams;
I'm the only one who knew
how strong their shades should be.
I'm the only one who knows
the correct shade of optimism;
the colors of my life,
just take my hand, please,
and remind me that to this
I still have the right.
Remind me by showing me
your own special brand of care;
show me a reference,
so I can help make it there.
Remind me that you love me,
though it's the one thing I can't forget,
remind me too that my future
is, as ever, as bright, with
or without you,
as the day we met.
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