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🔮 I often talk about ‘art’ and how it inspires me, when I peer in the metaphorical magic mirror of life, I see the reflection of the past staring back at me. Depending on which passage I gaze upon, it shows me the beauty of creativity and the unfinished portrait of the future. It help keep my mind focused and ready for a new day . Trying to sum up what art means to me is a difficult thing to do. Art is not one thing, its everything. When I think about art, its there when Im blue, its there when I want to go for a swim, its even there when I want to whisper my thoughts through the static.

 

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