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Proposal

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My space - cluttered with books my Canvas - littered with colors. You are a misfit in here as the lone tree in the concrete jungle.

They are cutting down the tree and, painting the walls green.

I’m in no such haste feel at home take your time learn me as you will.

After a while if you’re still here over a cup of Coffee we shall watch the paint dry.


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