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The melancholy, tortured, off-beat artist.

Sometimes I feel off-beat in the midst of a crowd. I run on a different metronome. I let my ideas run my schedule. Tortured, I am, but not all for naught. Melancholy is welcome on a rainy day. I let … Continue reading

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