Dianne Michele Dumas (01/09/19965 / United States of America)
Birth of Expression
How is it possible this blind test of scribble
resulted in more than just scrabble.
As we continued on, I learned and images appeared.
Where once there were none, now here.
Not Van Gough or Monet' at all
but my own expression of life, I can now recall.
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