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The origin of my creativity
I can’t remember how or when I began
to think I could create something
new maybe I started with
imitating my mother
who sewed,
cooked,
painted,
grew flowers.
I too began
to make new things
I could see that this was
how to live in the new world
to which I had entered I learned
how to live and to shape my life.
Monday 4th April 2022 4:46 am
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