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Printers Apprentice

A printer's apprentice is my youth was My canvas a 4 colour Heidelberg press no less A 1000 + tons of solid steel industrial ingenuity That changed and formed the landscape we know today Cyan, Magenta, Yellow, Black Through paper cuts from shuffling paper And cleaning ink it would bleed into every crevice and cut in my hands That to the untrained eye it looked as if i never washed The ink what in which my hands lay I printed black on white instructions you would find inside medicine boxes And glossy catalogues to business card's So through the power of printed ink Reminiscing back Somewhere out there to this day Come what may I may not have been Leonardo or Banksy But hopefully I somehow left my mark However insignificant So i reap my own graffiti Like the soldiers of the red army did on the Reichstag wall's Before the rise and fall Of Nazi and Communism

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