A endless joy
A sketch book and graphite is all I need,
To escape from worldly troblems and set my mind free.
What appears before me is unknown,
so it is just comes natural to go with the flow.
In my sketch book I confine all my worries and doubts
by the end of a sketch I figure my problems out,
or come to a conclusion I was unable to see,
before my mind was set free
the stains of graphite all over my clothes and hands
brings to my heart a joy no one but an artist can truly understand.
Art is my life,
my freedom and my peace
A true passion I want every one to enjoy, experience, and see
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