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Imagination, making musical creation / The journey that I'm facing...
Mac Miller
The artistic process, building worlds from nothing, the creative spark. 19 poems live in this room.
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No. 21
The shards that slice your hands
Each pivotal moment, Each crucial scene, frozen in time, Buried deep beneath the protective membrane
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No. 60
As the fire grew within
The Walkman on the long rides throughout the boroughs As you explored the world.
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No. 92
Ribbons
Ribbons unfurl and dance across your field of vision in the sunshine, their curls and shimmers
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No. 15
To shape your heart
When you leave home for the first time, Someone might recognize you by The sound of your voice, the way you wear your
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No. 93
Tracing the beautiful illusion of control
The mazes you drew in red and orange marker, stretched and floated
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No. 114
She wrote
She wrote a 10-page short story where you knew she saw you.
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No. 14
Comes from love
I watched you with a 4-crayon pack, Filling letters with a careful hand, Each stroke a single color.
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No. 18
How will you begin?
Nights, years—nights, years— Alone in your bedroom, The voices in your head echo off the walls,
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No. 19
The greatest party you've ever seen in your life
The blank, beige canvas stands before you— Higher than your eyes, Wider than your outstretched arms,
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No. 33
Coruscate off her skin
One day you'll echo the never-ending Structures you built as a child In a meticulously conceived sanctuary,
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No. 38
What happens next
The flame begins to burn In the palace of imagination, surrounded by Thousands of books, millions of words,
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No. 50
Your intuition knew
You'll never forget when you feel magic. It'll grab you by the throat And freeze-stamp the time and place—
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No. 51
Until you find the color
Can you arrange the blocks And place yourself within? Can you draw the intricate maze
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No. 52
Notice the tremors in your
Notice the tremors in your unsteady hand as you draw The maps to the worlds that
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No. 56
All the times you felt the music stir
All the times you felt the music stir your soul, So much that your eyes welled up with
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No. 65
Conceive the next magic trick
The energy you spent dismissing Something too random to be coincidental,
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No. 71
How special it is when you find the
How special it is when you find the unexpected vessel that awakens the dormant passion
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No. 87
The dewdrops of your dreams
It's the words scrawled past the margins That are all you'll ever need. Your heart still lives in the ghost light
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No. 97
The argument against war
To dance beneath the moonlight with ghosts across the still lake and take your place among them—
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