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One hundred eighty-two days
And I am a new man
I am fearless
About facing fear
You have molded and hardened the armor
Thank you.

Lost and down, my
Undivided friend
Calls to me.
You carry it with you

The Painter

I put yellow and blue together
So you see Green
I take all the light and forms
To form the Light of what I mean
You have been the blurry focus
Right of center, in the shade
And our child, in the middle
Of the canvas we have made

I do accept your feelings freely
And I give you what I can
But so much of me is what I do
So much of who I am
Within this mass of people
With their parasols and lace
I find nothing as appealing
Than the study of your face

My art has turned to science
And my science turned to truth
So I tell you I still love you
And attempt to show you proof
You are always in my painting
You are always on the wall
You are what the people look for
When they look from down the hall

So put black and white together
And finally see the grey
And take all the blurs and shadows
From the words that I say
You will see the way that I see
You will see the living proof:
The greatest thing I ever made
Was all because of you