Pen my instrument
Paper my canvas
I the poet
formulate creation
through words of
inpsiration
My eyes are my camera,
clicking away at lifes
situations
My poems are my photographs,
A shoe box filled with
memories
this was written a long time ago. the inspiration for this page
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