Daniel McCord
| Dance, Sing, Paint, Write
She dances with out missing a step. Her point is flawless. Her arms frame her perfectly. Her body flows to the music.
The tune carries effortlessly through the hall. It is a melody that would demand tears. The infliction mirrors the emotion.
The brush strokes are precise. The colors seamlessly combine. Her soul leaps off the canvas.
The lines inspire the mind. The verse is carefully assembled. The words are a heart's song.
No one hears his song. No one views his art. No one reads her poetry.
And they are beautiful.
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