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Passion For It


Art is my passion, main satisfaction It started when I was young An empty little mind needing a spring to be sprung No hopes No dreams No goals No aspirations Just a pen and paper and no destination But patience with all the time I needed No plan to be created and nothing at all to be deleted So art is from the core and comes from my heart I don't know what I'm drawing I just let my hand do the talking And my soul do the walking With art there's no fear because no one else is there They can't hear, see, or feeling what you do within But then again, let someone in so y'all can share, the fear that art diminishes, The beauty art reminiscences The love art reveals The passion art delivers The pain art relieves The art everyone needs Art gives tranquility Art expresses individuality Alone or with a group I haven't seen anything that art can't help or do.
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