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artisto
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2020-02-20
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I bought a statue from a fire sale the other day
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from the house down the street that went up in flames
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because my friends always scream about taking life by the reins
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and nothing really happened on my birthday anyways
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I’ve finally learned how to draw
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with the statue in front of the window, greeting guests
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who knock on my door, memories in hand
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from long ago, seeking immortality in portrait
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the cold marble provides a great companion
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as those who linger pose in place
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behind the easel, the pencil flies all on its own
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on the subject, feet twitch, begging to pace
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the paper shakes my soul with sanity
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but to others, I seem insane
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how dare I call myself “artist” and live
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without the empty stomach to qualify my name
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***
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CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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