I always wanted a good set of crayons when I grew up. I was stuck with those hand-me-down bits of colored wax left over from others children's childhoods.
Not that I'm complaining. It's probably part of why I'm an musician today instead of an artist. I chose to paint with sound.
Next time you see a kid that doesn't have a good set of crayolas, go out and buy him the best you can find. Or a cheap guitar. You might start something.
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