-- Look at the emptiness --
A piece of my soul 
Goes into every line. 
A blank page 
I see and need to fill 
With emotion and image 
Myth and legend. 
Each word mixed 
With the blood of brow 
And the tears 
Of sorrow and happiness. 
Trees and wind 
Speak to me 
Machines too 
Even stars and unborn shapes 
-- Future legends. 

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