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"maybe at one time I thought a poetic existence would be trying to…

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"maybe at one time I thought a poetic existence would be trying to figure out what excites me, and then doing that as much as possible but now I know it's about totally fucking transforming my vision so that there is color even between the space between home and leaving, color everywhere, magic as a default. I don't need to be entertained, don't need significant events to trigger excitement because I am learning to be excited by it all, really loving such little things."
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