Not Mine Poem by Miranda Oney

Not Mine



Writings come not from my mind,
search not for ye will not find.
Music beats play through my head,
think too hard and they're all dead.
Visual art source tis not mine,
figures and colors, shapes and line.
Take no credit for what you're seeing,
I give it all to my higher being.

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Miranda Oney

Miranda Oney

Upper Hayford, England
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