Poem: Who Do I See When I Look at My Screen?

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A writer like me 
scribbling words 
words and words 
for others to read 
digest and analyze 

An artist like me 
paint on canvas 
pen on the screen 
for others to see 
judge and criticize 

A musician like me
strum softly on strings
or warble a beloved tune
for others to hear and enjoy
sing and dance

That is who I see 
deep within the depths 
of the electronic sea 
I smile when I view 
their creative works

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