Of Filters
Individuality, I embrace
For my perceptions lie within my head.
I seek no filter to cover my face;
For lack of independence, I'd be dead.
I'm free of the cage I once was confined
Of filters and falsities I saw true.
But alas, a man shall not be defined
Nor judged by past opinions set askew.
To the mountains and deserts, I explore
The vastness of it all. I am alone.
I will conquer this trek - set my own score.
For it is to myself, I will be shown.
Here's to the moment we open our eyes,
And realize that filters tell ourselves lies.
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