I became a painter
coloring the days more
of other people's grays,
no matter what mine
were in black and white.
And without thinking twice
about the matter,
I decided and preferred to
color the darkest
and saddest days,
of unknown beings
and great friends,
knowing that in mine there was
an absence of brightness,
emotion and radiant colors;
in short,
I am and will be a painter of lives.
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