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The Art of Words


We are asked "why do we write?" We even ask ourselves and think about it at night. Poetry, what is that? Something to be heard? Yes, but it's more than that. It's an art of words. You can paint colorful verses that creep into our minds. And our fantasy opens to the words that create design. Visual references, details on expressions and sights It's all so beautiful. It's inspiration at its highest might. The rhythm, the pattern, the flow They make my creativity want to go, go, go. I write to paint with words. It is an art that can be very well heard. So when I ask myself "Why do I write?" I reply "Because it is part of my art." That sounds about right.
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