Death of an Artist

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on white sheets
he wrote away
a few words
something to say
 
a part of him
he wanted to share
an emotion
a story; rare
 
they tore it up
burnt it
the eyes of the world
would never see
 
an artist died 
but did he really?
 
the sheets are disguised
few eyes see
hidden in plain sight
it may forever be.

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