I am living,
I am singing,
I am dancing,
I play the piano,
My fingers tap the keys passionately;
I play the guitar,
I am playing to the beat of my own drum
I wrote the music, the lyrics, I run the show,
Seductively my fingers strum the strings of my guitar
My soulful voice hums an echo across a stage of dim lights
I am painting
I am painting the trees, the skies, and the wind
I am painting my future as my feet sit in wet sands
The colors of each season pass as I grow
Creatively, remarkably, catching the very essence of life
I am living
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