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All I need was courage.
A tiny bit of bravery
To make me go forward.
A little confidence
To believe in myself
And close my eyes to my flaws.
A little cheer
To find my heart back
To feel it beating again.
A little love
To smile.
I need you to make it all fine again.
Yet you don't know.
You don't see.
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White Memories of A Black Life
Poetry"I have never tasted the brightness of yellow, the calmness of blue, the cheer of green or the love of red. I felt something; still do I, but never related to colours. I only know the pureness of white and the mystery of black. Oh, and grey. For mos...
