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Perfection and Fear

I feel like this is probably a subject I’ve talked about before but…I’ll talk about it again anyways. I don’t really think that perfection exists, in people, in life, in art. Personal perfection exists, but it’s very subjective, my perfect is not what perfect is to my neighbor, to those of you reading this or […]

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