Perfect

We are who we pretend to be.
Practice becomes reality.

We simply are what we repeat.
Bad days & best days, on your feet.

The mean between, your take away.
Standards one can count on, okay?

It’s fair to master what’s done most.
Experience key to hold posts.

If you can teach a master class;
Syllabi don’t fall out your ass.

You have subject authority.
When you’ve got that, it’s what you be.

Excellence, then, is not an affect…
But, hard won permanent effect.

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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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