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Who am I

Behind the filter of a picture

I am a man with very much to remember

I have a story that is not yet over

Black man living past 18 is the luck of a 4 leaf clover

The story that is not told

Or maybe told to much so the story is getting kind of old

I'm tired of writing about the struggles and difficulties

But believe me, there are plenty

An outer shell is placed strong and powerful

To seem unbreakable not nimble

I miss the days of not caring

When my only disagreements were sharing

I miss the days I lived without fear 

Who am I 

Someone just wishing to go back

To go back to a simpler time

Before I shed my first tear. 

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soft.oceans

great poem

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