"The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be made, a selection of elements." Nin
To be young
Feel the rightness
Of grown up freedom
It must be in the realization
All the warnings were good
And yet all the warnings
Were for a younger age
Greet the warmth
Of a loving hand
With no fear
Lovely, Paul. Sweet and reminiscent.
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