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If Only


If I could just reach down

Way deep down inside the pit of my stomach

Into the bottom of my soul

I would draw out what was there

And slap it on the nearest thing

A Canvas

A Paper

And then I would have finally created something.

 

Life isn't about change or objects

Life is about being

I want to leave something behind to be

Something that I'm proud of

Something that's me

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