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Every splash of ink, Every drag of this pen. Is another gift in the face of common man, An honor that is art to the human soul. For if not for this music, Spirits would grow old, crumbling in the cold.
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Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 10:14 AM UTC
If Not For Art
Every splash of ink, Every drag of this pen. Is another gift in the face of common man, An honor that is art to the human soul. For if not for this music, Spirits would grow old, crumbling in the cold.
Art is a true blessing.
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AbbottJHardison
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AbbottJHardison
15/M/Rochester NY
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 10:14 AM UTC
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