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Answer.
To and Fro

Friends.
Family.
Classes.
Music. (Guiatar, Bass, Cello, Sax, Flute, Clarinet, Violin, Viola, Piano, Kazoo!)
Gigs.
The City.

Life's Life.

I'ma sucker for creativity.
..What is creativity?
Is there any originality left in the world?

Riddle me that :)

-D
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you will sit down to write a letter with no recipeint.
you will stumble but it will feel true
do you not stumble?
you will look out the window onto the empty street and appear to reflect but it is appereance,
you are soaking
you are certain that all the air in the house is conspiring to hum,
and you will sing to it, silently,
you will consider your noble deseased,
those who left you here to finish a painting all ready sold,
displayed and burned,
with joy,
it is with joy,
you will sleep
and you will wake,
and it will be memory,
and even that will be memoory.
the indwell age of memory and the inkwell gives enventually,
you will consider the fallen snow,
the falling snow
and
the unaware sea that will soon watch it's children be swept up into its perfect dream.
you will know each crystiline picture named by your nameless admireer
you will admiree her, you may love her, it is just fine to guess
that we study by people, people are studious, pay attention with the students, they pay with their youthfulness,
you will upoen a book and greet your releftected image
it is image, imatination, and already, Gone.

you will cloes a book, and imagine another.
tomarrow image, another, you will meet her athousand times,
or once years ago,
it will be years ago before you know her,
it will occupy you , it will make its home in your head.
it will set up shop in your soul,
it will comendeer your hands,
dont buy nothing just yet,
you will hear a different set of notes while wandering,
you will be in awe of many people
they will appluad this,
they will be tryin,
thrying to become their applause.
you will have to be choas
you will have to collect cosioncuses without keeping em,
for the rest of the sesnses, the less Aware will ARE waiting,
you will clap,
you will attend your friends cermony,
your fam's ritual.
you're own funreal,
you will clap,
you will intend to tell you father,
you will attempt to steal your mother,
you will extend the length of your teahcers,
and you will end,
it is appereaace, image,
you will envy every lite candle,
you will wish upson each wick,
you will stich her a wound that only you can undo
you will put on a stolen sweater and saunter off to school.
prentending to be her pupil,
but you will not be in her eyes.
you will see, it is sight, she will look, lonlyness. you will keep moving,
you will find yourself an old forstest, you will befriend the picture, the shirts, the stalks,
then you will fire, you will light, will be done. it is apperance, joy, image, will. you will be done.

-YoungBlood Brass Band.
((i typed it while they spoke the words, some might be wrong/misspelled))