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Blue Charm, a short story
It flows (a haiku)
You are not empty, but rather full of doubt Empty calories Filling your mind with junk Constipated You couldn't starve even if you wanted...
But first you gotta go outside
I wanna travel the world I wanna see faces of my kin that I didn't know were my kin before they die I wanna feel what you're feeling...
When you say that you love me does that mean you love me or that you love me? When you say that you feel me does that mean that you feel...
we made it between hay yellow walls and a kitchen the size of ma's vanity on grounds soon to be bought by a white man surely to kick us...
She told you leave it Ma won't believe it no way No one must see this