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the woman with the dirty eyes, they called her as she always beheld people like they were but dust in her eyes Her face would make that expression of pure disgust one feels while passing a homeless drunk in the streets. Fallen and stained with piss and feces and blood People weren't worthy to be held in her eyes but the people were everywhere she looked So she looked less into the world and more into her papers where she drew the few things she saw Every human being was drawn with hair covering their eyes and every animal with human eyes, clean eyes she'd been drawing all her life and now more than ever before She had a new dog now. One so meek and so obedient that it allowed her to stretch open its eyes and lick them with her tongue "There is much inspiration to be tasted…
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Daydreaming as a profession 
A lovely poem, Bogdan. Though it has that twist of darkness, the message is a beautiful one. Keep the faith! Anything can be that cheerleader rooting for you. Just believe… 🙂
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Yep, truly believing in your dream accounts for over 50% or its accomplishment. And if you’re lucky enough to have someone else believe with you, then success is almost guaranteed.
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