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| Ode to the Artist You are .. it seems an enigma. An everchanging puzzle of a man Creativity flows from within you.. and touches down onto a plain.. so high that many cannot comprehend its complexities. Half mad man.. half genuis.. your art disturbs the mortal man. Perhaps because it touches the dark side of ourselves that we choose not to acknowledge or even admit it's existance. Maybe just maybe someday they'll understand you think... But alas.. many before you have vainly tried to make them understand.. only to be scorned.. then.. when it was too late. some recogination. Perhaps the saddest commentary of the human race is this.. We were afraid to dream... or to live. |
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