It is time to
Put away the
Old Ghosts

That haunt me.

It is time to 
Brush away the
Cobwebs

That cover my
Creative engine

I must be true
To me existence,

Or I will go insane.

I cannot live without
Using my gifts to
Better my life

I cannot deny my
Destiny

I must follow my
True path.

I cannot live a lie
Any longer

I must be in tune
With myself

I must create

I must communicate

My muse can be ignored
No more.

CREATE

LIVE

Do not deny your
GIFT --

And your destiny
Will be revealed.

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