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I love music. So much. I love art. I love poetry. I love language and writing and verse. I love oil on canvas and I love a child’s muddy handprint on the wall.
I love sunsets and I love sunrises. I love desert storms and I love typhoons. I love expression, and experience, and the awe that is accrued by taking a breath.
And I am so fucking tired of being called pretentious, or dramatic, or a try-hard for finding art in all things.