I will not be ashamed of it. I will admit that I have it. I will encourage new ways to express it. I will become friends with it and learn its language. I will invite it to the table. I will relax with it. I will leave the light on for it. I will hold its hand. I will make room for it. And I will allow it a voice. My creativity will be more than what I can see, it will be all that I can feel. I will allow it dance with its eyes closed.
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