one in the same
(i am)
pure intent beneath black skin
the light and the end of the tunnel
and the journey through
(i am)
a tune of expressionism
with a pencil for my body
that has to write the wrongs
( i am)
the ugly and the beautiful, the dark and the light
water
i am life.
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