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[aid] => mick
[title] => Empty Canvas
[time] => 2002-07-13 08:07:12
[hometext] => Empty Canvas
[bodytext] => The artist stood in front of
The empty canvas. What was he supposed to do. He was devoid of inspiration No perspiration. He didn't have a clue. A masterpiece, That's what he wanted to create. A Mona Lisa, Anything, As long as it was first-rate. He stood there motionless All through the night And into the next day. The sun shone bright through his windows But his canvas was still bare. The artist put his brushes away. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 25 [informant] => outsider [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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