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Art is subjective. Art only works when it is the artist absolute truth. Someone’s truth can be another persons lie. We don’t all have to feel the same because we are not the same.
“Leave these others and come to me. My arms are hungry for you. Come, and we can rest together.”— Bram Stoker, Dracula, 1897.
Be her calm. Be her home. Don’t be another battle she has to fight.
