“Under the Pillow” by Michele Bledsoe
No one rolls out of bed one day
and decides to be an artist..
you were meant to be one.
Even if you don’t answer the call for many years
it has always been there
inside you
waiting.
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Predestination and the Art of Call Waiting
I hear of others that art and art and art and art some more, yet I dabble only when the mood takes me. So I am not sure that classifies me as an artist. I also have things part done, waiting to be finished…
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