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May 2014
Scritch and scratch graphite on stacks of paper.
        What will come out of my mind this time?
Harvest creative memories from the depths of my mind.
           Fractured pieces come forward to order.
                    Sketch it again and then do it over:
A thousand times a thousand I shape the same lines.
                                                              and all the
Pieces come together at the very
End.
Cam Stoker
Written by
Cam Stoker  United States
(United States)   
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