This is me, when I am free
The smirk on my lips
Says the tale of my creativity
This is me, full of life
The gleam in my eyes
Holds the secret of being alive
This is me, black and white
The frame is my canvas
My shadow is my light
This is me, loud and quiet
No more words to waste
I am the wanderlust in your eyes.

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