No Filter, Just Me
What am I without all the filters society thrusts upon us?
Without all the latests editing software, or new clothes?
Without all the materialistic excess that covers the real inside?
I am me, a human.
Without the filters, I am me, with my thoughts.
Without the filters, I am me, with my experiences.
Without the filters, I am me, with my dreams.
Without the filters, I am able to reflect.
I am able to see.
I am able to connect.
I am free.
I am me.
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