When in a yellow field, your talent is revealed

you wonder how the rich would feel to

be able to create the things you do.


In your prevailing mood, anything you make is great,

no matter if you think it’s just a piece of freight,

as long as you use what’s been given to you,


you’re on track to live an artist’s life full of remorse

and sometimes rewards for what you’ve done.

Talent doesn’t feed or clothe you, unless you sell out,


and do what’s required even when you’re tired. To receive your

reward for doing what comes natural to people who’re given the

gift and use it in trade instead of giving it away at the closing of the day.

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