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 once upon a time


To survive art has to be tangible.
Art should state 'here I am, touch me,
Caress me, covet me. I'm your heart,
the art of life.In my many forms
I am sought after, despised, copied and
stolen. I am what I am - The Art of life.

How you view me is from your
take on life.I live in your heart.
That truth remains inviolate.
My sense of being encircles the globe.
Known as imagination, I belong to each one of you.

How you pursue me depends on how much of
You is allowed to shine through. Reach out.
Grasp hold of me. I belong in your mind.

Good, bad, or indifferent, use me.
Your imagination decides
how I come to life.
I cannot exist without you.
You are me and I am you.
The art of life.

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