Where’s the art?

I was born to stand out in a time where

Creativity is on a brink of extinction

By the uncontrollable desire to conform

To fit in, to blend, to be just another

I was born to be an individual

Of many truths stored within the being

Of my existence, truths of solitude

The core vibration of this vessel

I was born to be a beacon of light

A soldier of salvation and sovereignty

A gift of gifts once passed over

The very wonder within glistening irises

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