If a seed knew it's destiny at the dawn of it's life
It might not trust it.
It's best that it does not know.
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The Sun Called Me Beautiful: Tales Of A Young Black Heart
PoetryThis will be a collection of poems dealing with the power of self-love & the freedom that comes from vehemently deciding not to compare yourself to anyone except who you have grown from.
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If a seed knew it's destiny at the dawn of it's life
It might not trust it.
It's best that it does not know.
