some of us are touched by fate
at a very early age
to paint the paintings
write the poems
bring meaning to the page
I may not have the talent
that other people do
but I know the beauty of hard work
and inside it I see you
I see you
with the chisel and the brush
I see you
and a love no one can touch
when the night surrounds you
but you still make it through
it's true
I see you
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