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There's a certain way people use words. We've all felt it. Perhaps we haven't accomplished it, but we've experienced it. Something in the way it reads, something in the words and how they're meshed. It can start your heart going, give you hope. Sometimes it's in the way someone did the music in a movie. Sometimes it's that youtube video that you walked away from, changed. People use it to get money, popularity, sympathy…you name it. But when someone, somewhere out there in our gigantic world, whom we've never met, seen, or heard of, writes or videos something we can't ignore. . . You can Facebook it, Tweet it, Pin it, Share it, Like i

She tried and tried, but her heart just wasn't in it that day. Her sketches were as bland as the words on the page. When she wasn't drawing, she was writing, and when she couldn't write, she drew, and when she couldn't draw, she wrote. Both were particularly unhelpful tonight. Maybe it was the weather: dreary, rainy, depressing, and probably smothering her creative outlook. "Maybe tracing would be easier," she thought. The lines weren't straight. "Perhaps writing a song would work." The lines didn't rhyme. Things just were not going well on that rainy night in the city. All she could hear were the raindrops on the avenues, highways, and b