Graça

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She was the sun, radiant and dominant, her presence powerful and burning with passion. Her skin bronze and shimmering, she was there, and because she was there you had to notice her. Her eyes alone could speak what her mouth sometimes wouldn't and with her, you didn't talk, you listened . She was everything and then some, infinite and never ending. Her soul reincarnated over and over into something greater each time. I have a feeling that in another life she was royalty in Egypt, a queen sitting high, walking with those of another level, walking with the gods, being the deity that she is. upon her first words to me, I felt her magnificent power, I levitated, and she knew of her power all too well. She does not imitate gold for she, herself is golden, she is something unearthly, she is something from the infinite realm of the universe, something this world is undeserving of. She was the sun, radiant and dominant. She was everything and then some, infinite and never ending. And all in all, she was a black woman.

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