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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required How can I change what has already been changed? Everything has been tried over a thousands ways, and there my perplexing question lays... without a persuasive answer connecting the flow of words to a revelation that necessity has invoked! What else can I write when every subject has already been written about by those illustrious writers? But there's never a shortage of inventiveness... that's found in the intellectual cleverness that's only found in their depth! How can I possibly replace the gentle pen which flows, from an imagination so genuine and free? I'll complete my sentences that wouldn't be an object of envy of those written in the dreadful eras of restricted liberty; one must bring more realism to questionable stories! What new thoughts will be expressed by this mind, not to imitate or infringe upon those writers' works lauded by society; and give them proper credentials for their creativity... one can't help being inspired and transformed by their originality, great writers or composers wouldn't excel without the precedent! How can I speak of fairness, if I don't practice it myself? My human side should be compassionate; take on that unprejudiced and forgiving look... I,too, I'm subject to faults and replete with regret; when my conscience isn't reminded of death! What can I create from those eight notes that await the awakening of inspiration from me? For hours and hours my fingers will pound tirelessly... on this piano, to write that unforgettable melody that somebody will hear and play many times! How can I change what has already been changed? I'll risk it all by revealing my unfortunate events... contesting their wills and connoting their faults! Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
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