But life is not there
Until you are capable being wild
No poet is born
Until a wilderness is found in a poem
This wilderness makes a song a true song
A dance an actual dance
Without wilderness in love
Life does not get freedom
And without freedom in love
No life at all
All rules and retractions are nothing but a boundary
Limiting your life, your love, your joy and your creativity.
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