This thing called creativity, which thrones there, inside you, in your thoughts, emptiness, brightness, darkness, that thing, that makes you feel cosy wherever you are, whatever the weather and your feelings are. Creativity, air for your soul, especially when it's out of breath. Oxygen for the thoughtful branches that build the lungs of your heart and brain. Peace and silence when the world is too loud and heavy. 

This all I'm giving out here. Enjoy, my friends ^^

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