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listen to your heart


listen to your heart it will lead you to the mody of your body which will guide you to the ryhm of your movement which will take you to the cities you desire which will lead you to the right people in the right timing for the right purpose it's right i cna believe i see the light for once in my life i have sight beyond the shadows of death because i fear no evil for you are with me you protect me from the violence going on around and within me keeping me safe and sound laying all my burdens down picking up my crfown it's time to settle down i belive i found my trued identity it lies inside of you and in me when we don't allow the gravity of humanity weigh us down knowing that i'm a Queen and yur my king don't worry about anyhting were heaven bound royalty is our last name purpose is our second and determined is my first name because I used to play the blame game but now i have chosen to when and the game changed why because Iplayed the right cards and made the right decisions. and as long as Gods breath is in my lungs and his blood in my veins im' going to keep singing, dancing , writting dreaming and as long as I am a child of God i will never stop believing.

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eaglesore1

I am 23 and im going to live my dream i refuse allow racism or poverty stop go ahead gossip about me about how im being struck by lighning and how i was bit by a pitbull walking one day on my way to school white man don't want me to get my education tell me no everytime i ask a question about why they don't like the color of my skin turning my own people against me dis me few years later you see me on the greatness latter and now you wnat to kiss me pretend to wipe my tears away but by the time you got to me i had no more tears left to shed and i was beaten by the ones close by they call you their family yet they are the main ones that are the ghost of gravity trying to weigh me down with their gravity. i am no longer abused I have made the choice step up my game and change the rules who cares if i have a cricket eye or i drool because in my fathers eyes I'm famous in my fathers eyes I'mm cool and i will walk the nations and take back what no one else could like Harriet Tubman or martin Luther king i am not afraid to lead. I would be a fool to step down off my post. as my black leader would always say we shall overcome some day.

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