Mind of an Artist
Devoted to demanding rhymeWhat desire must words fuse
Blank impressions of active writing
Hear the passion that I use
Controlling in its aspect
Of what I know not yet
Paper is but a tool
In the stage I have to set
Listen close to all I have
For words appear mistook
Poems are not rymes
They deserve a deeper look
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