Let's talk about style

Magnetic.

That which is whole

Named

By its own source

Its inner power.

Self-proclaimed

Without pride

Just to be.

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Style.

That which is born effortlessly

Imperfection

Attractive and unique.

The vital stutter Deleuzian

Enchanting weakness

That no one can copy. 

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Style is the air

You breathe from within

As you walk.

The way you take up space

Graceful or clumsy

That's up to you.

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It's the color of your aura

The world in your gestures

Your choice of words

The way you say Hello

How you eat, how you kiss

How you spit, how you judge

How you say thanks

Heaven and Earth

Because you are here!

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Style is your body

Your vessel of life and death

Common, I know

But necessary and magnetic

When worn with dignity

When it breathes

nature culture

This hybrid contract

half-man half-animal

flowing through your veins.

That cries out

Secure your legacy!

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It is your steps

That create

Density firmness

Airy madness

That defies

Malice mistreatment power

If you so choose.

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Style is your heart

Beating strong

For you

Family

The other

Who gathers flowers

Of Love

Of Evil

Of your awakening resurrection

Erotic dialectic.

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Style is your mind

Creating

Your projects ideas thoughts

Your labor

Finesse inconsistency

Truth lies

Your turn to play!

Draw!

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It is your word

Nourished dry degrading

Amorphous delicate

Between authenticity and imposture

Shared but yours

It is up to you to nurture it!

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Invisible wings carry our dreams on this Earth

If we believe in them with our eyes closed

we live better

we do better

we do good

we expect nothing.

And that is magnetic!

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