I am the hammer
I am the anvil
My two aspects will form
that which I wish to create.
Tempered in the forge of my passion.
Quenched in the waters of my vast imagination.
My first creations will be flawed,
for my mind will be too weak at first
to strike with much force
and my craft too shoddy
my art will begin to fill my life with light.
And with practice,
my creations may become worthy in mine own eyes.
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