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Meander in my mind.
Come explore the deepest recesses. Baggage, best behind. Nights of wonder, and also excesses. I splash the hues and the forms are born in the space. Cathartic release. The strokes flow and come from grace. Immersed in the flow, Art can be such a savage master. Post-creative glow. As the pigments seep into the alabaster. |
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U
 NIQUE  What's going on in the Mind, My Hands are tuning Right, Fingers lyrics the page by Site.. Writer's.... Robin |
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Good rhyme and cadence. Welcome to the forums, Travis.
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excesses in your peom? refers to drugs??
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Nice poem
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