Cooking
Making music
Gardening
Playing a sport
Creating Art
Being a parent
Sex
Love
Dancing
And so much more
They all have their rules
A structure
Keeps them
Confined
Even art
Has to play by rules
But
In that structure
Leaks out
What it means
To be
Human.
-C.H.
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