Then, I look into the sky and all my tears are dry ~..
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
When I was going to art class,
I didn't want to waste the paint.
So, I used it sparingly.
Do you know what happened?
It became hard and clumpy.
I didn't even use half of it and I had to throw it away.
"Your heart and the paint is all the same.
don't save it or it's going to get hard".
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