Poetry
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Last published Thu, May 7, 2020
Just A Black Girl Who Loves Writing and Expressing Poetry That Feeds The Mind And Soul. This Poetry Is For Any Gender, Age , & Race.
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When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]
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