ever wonder
if you're good
at something
you dearly love?
like a job
you really
enjoy
or a hobby
you find yourself
going to
over and over again?
does it matter
if you are
a great photographer?
does it
change everything
if you're a perfect
plumber?
and if
by the pale moonlight
do the words so bright
have to rhyme just right?
can you live
with the imperfections
of what you do
if what you do
pleases you?
who do you do
for?
you,
or the stars?
the heavens
look down
anyway
don't listen
to what they say
do.....
for you
(true)
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