| Inspiration by Rosalie Truong 10-02-04 |
| I stare into the flames waiting I sit through meditation sensing I stnad through the wind listening I hold a pen over the paper thinking a crash breaks my concentration music starts to blur at me a group of lauhing people I got what I needed the scene gives it off to me I begin to get what I needed to see, feel, hear, write and draw I needed my creativity and I got it |
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