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Jul 2018
A constant is control
Your every surrounding contains a constant
Constantly ever changing
in what ways are we shaped by our own constant?
Our society?
How does it mold our perception?
it is but a constant
I am who I am
I can only hope that
creativity defines me
As my flaws weave through each definitive line of my life
And My colors define me with each shade of its own
It was once spoken that
β€œImagination was greater than knowledge”
Because It is all its own.
Creativity is freedom ❀️
Jessica B
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Jessica B  32/F
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