There was a sort of young lady named Nat
Actually Natasha: with crazy collages all day she sat.
She walked around tribeca holding her art.
Hiding it all over with her big blooming heart.
Which grew bigger from randomly giving away
Little pieces of art every day.
Nice one ๐
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Aw, I love the random collages ๐
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I like the little art pieces, as well as the poem. I’ve never seen anything quite like them.
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Very pretty:)
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