one day i heard the voices say
to hurry but take my time
how long this life holds is what you make it
but don’t take advantage, the world is wide
there are things that you will hold and are breakable
take care for the sturdy ones too.
art is a concept that holds some truth lessons of a fable
but I am not an artist.
there is a pudding think with cream
life’s milk inside my head producing concepts that are not art but only ideas.
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