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I’m hooking on to my paradoxical prescription that I prescribed to myself
The arts, where I can re-invent myself, making my mistakes a masterpiece
My imperfections the very core of my success
My shortcomings, my wings, so I can take flight like the dove
Who flew from Noa's Ark with purpose
See, all those people that told me I couldn’t, shouldn’t, and won’t
Have become my motivation
They’re judgments, my inspiration...
- Floetic Soul
