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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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