I want to paint
I want to pant the sound of my Persian cross British short hair cat purring loudly and happily on my bed. I want to paint the smell of lovely luscious lavender lingering in the air.
I want to paint the memory of the day I got my cat her eyes were as big as tennis balls.
I want to paint the distance from here to Antarctica with glaciers as tall as big ben.
I want to paint the impossibility of getting wings and flying like a bird.
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