the soil of the soul and the sunlight which beckons you to blossom The Haven for Creation as the dark of her endless night holds you and the light of her rising sun unfolds you light realizes itself a symphony of her duality as you blink blink, blink then bloom (to be born)
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I need you to know what's killing Black people. Is it police violence? Absolutely. It's been on everyone's mind since 2020. But, what may...
my dream, the moon pulled you out of me just as i began to seek you and since i've neither been sleeping nor awake entranced and dancing...