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What is this feeling? The paintbrush touching the canvas, Pencil hitting paper, Hands molding masterpieces? Stroke after stroke- The flow of inspiration Of your heart and your soul Creating worlds out of nothing. Escape this reality With worlds of fantasy Let your light, Let your darkness Become your muse. Create with no restraint For that is- The feeling of creation

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