The
t-shirt of white
With
stripped tee as a sign
Standing
near the artistic board
Blending
in the foreground
The
live artist
He
never forget his root
The
artist in him show
On
the background he knew
The
footprints he walked
With
a picture for a memory
In
the land of Oz
The
breezy wind of cold
The
jutted hairs
The
artist never escape
Everywhere
he goes
He
will blend it in
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