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None can compare To an artist They know Who they truly are They have to make their work Striving Often in desperation To share What is in their hearts An artist will endure poverty For their art Rejecting the security and comfort Of mainstream living An artist experiences people Just as they are And sees the world for what it is And what it has become Artists are fearless Shapers and commentators Of the now They will not seek refuge In what is past But are only comfortable When creating the future It is a painful destiny To be an artist But there is no such life To compare
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 1:31 PM UTC
The Mysterious Brilliance of Artists
None can compare To an artist They know Who they truly are They have to make their work Striving Often in desperation To share What is in their hearts An artist will endure poverty For their art Rejecting the security and comfort Of mainstream living An artist experiences people Just as they are And sees the world for what it is And what it has become Artists are fearless Shapers and commentators Of the now They will not seek refuge In what is past But are only comfortable When creating the future It is a painful destiny To be an artist But there is no such life To compare
1st March 2016
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 1:31 PM UTC
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