Breaking patterns
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Last published Fri, Mar 2, 2018
Breaking stereotypes. Breaking patterns. Breaking free.
"I am going to pass the borders you created
Throw away the labels you gave me
Take a step away from your footsteps
And discover new places outside your map."
-pencilandapaper, an excerpt from "Outside my window"
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