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Random Poem:

Mananger, The Painter
Derby

A boss walks into a room
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Much like a painter looks at an empty canvas
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He takes his hands and directs the colors
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Making everything flow together
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Blending, he sets his soul into doing the day's work
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He half-heartedly loves the work
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And the other half hates how it tortures his soul
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He wants his workers to shine with brilliance
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To illuminate this empty building
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And while some shine, others fade
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Eventually they will get covered by other colors
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And the canvas will look the same as when it was started
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He begs and pleads for some kind of sign to show him what is right
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But he can only follow his gut
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He can only do what is best and most pleasing for eyes
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Soon, his work is done, but he is still not satisfied
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"There's something there that wasn't before,
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But everything here craves for more"
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And as he walks out of his office
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He feels compelled to talk to his colors
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To tell them how much he loves them
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How he cares for them
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How he would be nothing without them
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but they will never see him as the creator
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He is just another hand telling them what to do
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And that is the definition of loneliness
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