This hidden cove offers be the most beautiful of treasures, nothing, emptiness, possibility. A blank canvas is a canvas that could one day hold a masterpiece, a rare work of beauty that an artist meticulously slaves on in secret for years only for it to be stolen by a petty thief and pawned off for a cheep thrill. Later it is sold to a lonely man who finds beauty in this lost art, frames and hangs it on his bedroom wall where it is admired every day. Its beauty brings this man hope, it fills him with emotion that never before existed and offers a brief escape from the hell that is his own doing. A blank canvas can one day become a father daughter finger paint day where laughs and smiles are exchanged, colors are flung, and memories are made. A blank canvas canvas can become the outlet for the thoughts of those whose minds are far beyond saving. In this multiverse of possibility nothing can become the key to everything. However, a blank canvas could always remain blank. Simply because one can, does not mean one will. However endless the possibilities, there must always be a catalyst, a spark, a bit of magic. Momentum begins with but a single movement.
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