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h 11'' x w 30''
pastel, charcoal, graphite, coloured pencil, acrylic on paper
available
This is how it begins.
too much too little
too far too close
too small too big
too right too wrong.
This is how I speak.
too heavy too light
too soft too hard
too sweet too sour
too lost too found.
This is how it ends.
too quuiet too loud
too sure too shaken
too slow too quick
too hidden too revealed.
Stand in the centre
close my eyes
turn and turn.
much and little
heavy and light
quuiet and loud.
Faster and faster
till all feel one
broken and whole
healed and healed
done and done.
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