Be bold; in a subtle, elegant kind of way.
Be unique; but also mysterious and nonchalant.
Step outside the box, if you wish — but never leave the room.
Colour outside the lines — but stay on the page.
“Creativity must run free; go wild!”
Or does it only exist within certain parameters; thriving at the mere attempt to maneuver around them?
Is creativity only known because we are accustomed to life’s rules?
Do we only appreciate it when our minds feel dull; imprisoned by routine and lacklustre thoughts?
Polarising as it may be, perhaps the one’s absence is only noticed during the other’s presence.
And vice versa.
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