Let me make the best of light
Making the shadows my playmates
Amuse myself between the yin and yang
Creating fluid artwork to keep me company.
Let me look at every moment
Like a treasure hunt, a chance at joy
Looking for happiness in havoc
Patting my own back, giving my own being a push.
Let me squeal in joy, at every encounter
Greet each fleeting minute with rapture
Let me trace back my path. beyond the formatting of the world
Beyond the shackles of a 'fit in' algorithm.
Let me sing like the bird in woods
Dance like a peacock in the wild
Not worried who would watch
Or who would care to approve, appreciate.
Let me do it for myself, not giving a damn about the accolade.
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