Art Is My Journey
I learnt how to draw with my finger
At the age of three
Things were going well
It was expected of me
I picked up a pencil
When I turned five
Scribble scribble stroke
It made me feel alive
I created a masterpiece
At the age of ten
I didn't realize my passion
Until years passed me then
I now draw on a sheet of paper
Watching as the sun sets
I still have a long way to go
I'm glad it's not over yet :)
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