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Flying Colors |
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Flying Colors |
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Red was flying. Trees were being splattered with red and green, purple and brown, yellow and blue. Angry grunts could be heard next door. Scraping could be heard on canvas. "Fire the cannons!" a voice called. Colors were being scattered everywhere. Do you now what's happening? Not a war, just a painter living out his dream. |
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