Melodies Of Life

Alone for a while I've been surching through the dark, We met, We laugh, We held on fast, And then we said Good-bye


1. Art

"He watched as his own small hand created art. Not the usall kind that has color. But, the kind that is black and white. We, writers, create art with words. Not with things. Something that lets the imagination take over. Words of black and white, words full of color and emotion. Words that let you see things in others perspective. Lets you think in many ways. In ways that you have never seen or heard. Lets you see other worlds that you never thought you would ever see. This is the kind of art he was making. The kind that makes art with just black and white words. The kind that paints the world with different patterns,"

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