On a stained paper
I saw the drawing of a man,
with a white house on one side
and a round sun that smiled
and pointed at noon
a tall, pink tree speaks
maybe too pink
but in the end it looked like a tree
and the man looked like me.
There was something missing,
and the artist found it
she made my hair long and continued
with a flower and even a cloud
and a hill that goes up ,
maybe he would continue uploading but
the paper ran out
and he finally said this is your photo
here you draw me.
I drew a little girl
and in her hand the good marker
then I shook her hand
in the drawing and she smiled
and so did I n, and I composed a
song.

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