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…liot, or Satchmo, none of them ever felt like what they’d just created was finished or perfect. But it was that unrelenting hunger to capture something — something fleeting, intangible — that kept them going and made them who they were.
Robert Trakofler
Author, D. Denise Dianaty
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As poets and creatives, it is our raison d'être.
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."
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