Aug 2018
Thank you Mom, and thank you Dad,
On your belaf, every moment ive had-
To store colours and sounds, within my head;
To revel in passions unsaid.
On your belaf, every moment ive had-
To store colours and sounds, within my head;
To revel in passions unsaid.
I owe my art to my parents, who let me practice entirely own my own terms.
(28/M/Toronto)
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