What wool-paper always holds,
A captured scene, high & low.
Not from a camera, brought or sold.
Made from a splatter of colors,
moist and slightly cold.
What am I??
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A Drop of Silence
Poetry- Sometimes Silence is the only water to your internal flames - ～～～～～～ Emotions that weave through my body and comes out through my words. ～～～～～～ Music that flows through my mind and feelings that battle against time. ～～～～～～ Allow the notes to guild...
