NoFilter_Scholarship_Slam
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Filters gone, now you see my true beauty,
its not on the outside, but within.
Within I am clean, I am whole, I am not
artificial.
Without filters, I am me.
We're held back and
stopped by the reds but go
forth when we're beckoned
by the green.What have we become?
Where caution tape decides
where we can and cannot
