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Creativity

It begins on the curb, spoken through a language that cannot be discerned, not a compilation of adjectives or verbs, but a discharge from the sensory nerves. And it isn't defined, so do not be perturbed, call it Tabula Rasa- it needs experience to emerge. And then it busts through, from the places unknown, its abundant in Philly and areas closer to home, taken and shaped and inspired by the human genome -Creativity Arises.
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Dec 18, 2012
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