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Dec 2015
Art
My art is me
Every word, every letter
Every idea that goes on to paper
Comes from the blood that courses through my veins
Etched from my bone marrow
The words you read are lifted from skin
And exposed for all to absorb
Every word you read
You are reading me
As if I am under your microscope
You will learn more of me from my art
Than in a conversation between us
My art is me
Robert Corbeil
Written by
Robert Corbeil  Forest Park IL
(Forest Park IL)   
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