I want to paint …
I want to paint the shiny ,shimmering sun shining on the car that is driving on the street which is as dark as the night sky .
I want to paint the memory of my Grandma who used to take me everywhere with her and used to give me money , she always used to let me sleep there all the time . She used to give me sweets and chocolate all the time .
I want to paint the sound of an eagle hawking in the air flying near the sun like floating lava in a ball shing out onto the streets of Bolton .
I want to paint the distance between me ,my Grandma and Granddad .
I want to paint the shiny red round apple which is just sat lonely like a lost thought in the fruit bowl .
I want to paint the shimmering ,shiny strawberries sat in the shiny box in the frozen freezer .
I want to paint the rush of an alarm clock and the people rushing to wherever they need to go .
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