We all have parts..
Parts that we run from..
We are too scared of looking at...
But we all need to look at them.

And if we can't say it with words,
We find another way...
We are artists...
Creating our story...
Telling our story...
Sharing...
Our story. 

We won't always be swimming...
Treading water...
One day we will find the shore.
And those parts of us,
No longer pollute our soul,
Rather they stand as trophies.

Breakthroughs...

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