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I can always fill up a blank page.
So far, I do it for zero wage.

It serves me well to filter it all.
I sieve ugly thru pretty’s scrawl.

I cannot write on paper with rules.
Lines overburdened with gems & jewels.

Clear is welcoming & waits for me.
Stark, dry & desolate…ink thirsty.

All I need’s a moment to collect.
Still & focused on thoughts to confect.

There in the void there’s a running stream…
Of words & phrases I’ve never dreamed.

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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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