Raining memories
Blooming excitement
Love went bad
Over and over again
Life went good anyhow
Adventures grow in my backyard
They appear in my kitchen
Strewn together in new recipes
Art is the god I worship
The Goddess, better put
To her, every knee will bow
For she will have her way in our hearts
And tell us how to live again
If we are not ready for her
we will be soon
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Art is the new currency. Our ability to invest risk and do the emotional work is priceless.
Art
Se me esta caendo el veinte. Por fin.
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