as time passes

home is less and less
what's around
lose yourself
to find yourself
enter the battle
the words of students surprise
if you let them
human frailty demands a human wall(wail)
we met for a reason
the scars are (in) visiible
sweat it out
how do you know
no
when caught they take you home
i gotta go now
the sun is coming up
. . . it's part of what makes someone a true Artist.

There must be a willingness to risk all with a work that eminates from that quiet place where only you can go. . . My guess is that your students lack(ed) the willingness\ability to do the hard self-introspection required to do anything beyond the surface. Most people lack that trait.

(fivecats in the comments of jill/txt: dare)

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