They say a thousand words can be captured in one painting and I believe it to be true.
For what words could I speak that I couldn't just show you.
No sayings to ponder within your own head.
No literature or letters just paintings instead.
However the mind can capture what the eye cannot see.
Where as paintings never develop speech flys free.
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