Within each of us, an artist lives. Sometimes it takes a muse to awaken the artist that is hibernating within. My Muse is gone; metamorphosed into a rogue angel. O’ sweet angel, please don’t go. I live in hope of another… light my fire again.
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I'm a man who is trying to improve the world. I know this is an arduous task, however, broken down logically it isn't so complicated. The world is made up of individual humans. Change a human, change a part of the world. Start with yourself. View all posts by Startwithmyself