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I often sit on my own although never alone my pencils make me smile after scribbling for a while I see beauty flow from my inner core a creative spark fills me with glee I am content being me alone in a crowded room characters bounding around on the paper singing loud a maddening crowd making me proud I often sit on my own although, never alone. © Andrew Penman 2012
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Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 7:41 PM UTC
Crowded Room
I often sit on my own although never alone my pencils make me smile after scribbling for a while I see beauty flow from my inner core a creative spark fills me with glee I am content being me alone in a crowded room characters bounding around on the paper singing loud a maddening crowd making me proud I often sit on my own although, never alone. © Andrew Penman 2012
I penned this for my artist friend. It may be true of other artist friends without family and friends, some of whom may prefer to be on their own with their tools.
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andrew-penman
Scottish
Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 7:41 PM UTC
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