"the experience of all..
black ..beautiful..
tall in statue and brave
in character..
Queens..stands b4 u..
the voices .
.the tremble..the sweet..
tender..loins..
fiercely owned by the
floor we walk on.
....my march is still forced
by betrayal..
to know thyself..wear the
skin that
I'm in and compromise..
the birth of
an ANGEL..when doves cry..
I now
genuflex..cursey..say
Thank you..for
being..Black..being appreciated..
the soul of a
WOMEN..amen...Create"
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