Five Card Story: Freedom

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a Five Card Flickr story by Maura W-L created Apr 26 2013, 05:16:25 pm. Create a new one!

flickr photo credits: (1) katerha (2) hummingcrow (3) Serenae (4) Serenae (5) Serenae

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I pulled a paint brush out of my roll, dip it in my new red paint, and begin. I launch into a whole new world, where the trees are brushes, the grass is wet paint and the sky is canvas. I always feel this way when I paint.
When I finally run out, I feel relaxed. My anger, my sadness, my fears, they rest in this. I walk outside, tendrils of grass and plants brushing against my legs. I enter the market, determined to pick up more dye. I fill my bucket with materials, and leave the town behind me. I am free.

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