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Without logo B.S., could we again sell?
Can we create without producing as well?

It’s a drag & I mind it; that is allowed.
I wish I were heard, but, poetry’s not loud.

A patron might; yet, I know no names.
I’ve never excelled at fanning passion’s flames.

Blind to chances; like sand, slipped thru my fingers.
I can feel them fall & what we miss…lingers.

So…searing the flesh of works in my hand?
Yeah…I think, just right now, I’ll make my own brand.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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