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Nov 2013
broke down in a piece
of art with no peace
sits the artist lone
and in wonder shone
on his face once more
in a moment for
the ages of his
youth gone through no bliss
he stays and writes here
and wonders whats there
to find in this ****
this bottomless pit.
Written by
I W
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