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The Beauty of My Culture

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The generational values sublimed in the ethical region,

manifestation of the randomness within; born inside of me.

The driving force of the cluster of togetherness resulting from

the inner mind of my people. The values of my societal knowledge

hatched as a beauty into my daily life, manifesting into streamlines

of concurrences to be recognised. Perception generating from the

stranger with the practice of my culture; thoughts flowing from him

of the weirdness of it. The mental attitude of it that he understands not.

 For in him is ignorance and fear of what is not understood. The flawlessness

of my practice is undeniably beauteous. Enchanting the senses of old and

new generation; with the driving force of never letting go.

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17 thoughts on “The Beauty of My Culture”

  5. With the driving force of never letting go. Wow. That use of words was simply amazing. ❤
    By the way, I'd like to know your full name. I like to communicate using the other persons' name. If you don't mind. 🙂

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