Molded
like clay
life
will do.
Experience,
the scalpel
that shapes.
Time is the
medium for
the art to
be formed.
All around
can be seen
unfinished
works,
works that
require
much effort
to complete.
Each
product shaped
by a scalpel
unique
to itself.
Finished products
sadly
are never
truly finished
as the
medium
runs out!
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
An enjoyable, thoughtful write!
Thank you for reading my work!
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