Poetry 101
The day I saw paper is the day I saw myself.
The day I saw a pen is the day I saw my dreams.
The day I saw a pencil is the day I saw no flaws.
The lines are to cross.
The holes are to fill.
The back is to complete.
Every idea began as a write up.
Every art piece began as a sketch.
Every lyric began as a disconnected phrase.
Without ink to paper, we are all the same.
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