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i have no clue as to go about finding that elusive inspiration.
i can hear a song, see a painting, watch a movie, or caress a face a million times and nothing ever comes...but then, on an uneventful day, the words explode within by the slightest note of a song, a mere glimpse of the colours of a simple painting, or the fading scent of...her...
i cannot find inspiration. it just happens when it wants to.
-ViN
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