.No one knows how hard this is
This reality
No one knows how hard I try
No one knows but me
Staining boards that bite my fingers
For a pauper's fee
It kills the gift I have for canvas
With a peasant's artistry
Sorting filthy piles of books each day
I clean and mend their co.
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