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-"Something" truly missed- Infamous words are those that are thought of yet not understood. Like pretense to the future they do swell. Yet here they lay in constant sound. Shrouded and unreachable by the hands that cherish that shape. What a world this is.... To feel the words of nothing . To hear the sounds unstrung and unversed. Such is the feeling of those who are yet struck by muse , and yet grazed as if her phantom hath greeted and parted from her lover. One feels the loss and yet feel they do; For not yet has it departed.

When one creates from nothing one learns the value of everything. Every chipped bud that falls from a masterpiece. Every dew drop that multiplies on the cold and textured ground.... Every spot differs upon its surface upon every line. We simply find what we feel is there and continue to search for that "something".... And only in the end do I feel we will find it.... Every step there matters.....

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-"Something" truly missed- Infamous words are those that are thought of yet not understood. Like pretense to the future they do swell. Yet here they lay in constant sound. Shrouded and unreachable by the hands that cherish that shape. What a world this is.... To feel the words of nothing . To hear the sounds unstrung and unversed. Such is the feeling of those who are yet struck by muse , and yet grazed as if her phantom hath greeted and parted from her lover. One feels the loss and yet feel they do; For not yet has it departed.

When one creates from nothing one learns the value of everything. Every chipped bud that falls from a masterpiece. Every dew drop that multiplies on the cold and textured ground.... Every spot differs upon its surface upon every line. We simply find what we feel is there and continue to search for that "something".... And only in the end do I feel we will find it.... Every step there matters.....