Difficult Beauty
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"But maybe he don't speak because words don't say much
Maybe he don't need words to communicate his love
And sometimes his silence causes me to stumble
It's possible he's a version of me that's more humble
And I think my child finds more joy in playin with my phone
Than playin on his own
Will he she'd a tear when I'm gone?
I'm wrestling with the shame of an outsider view of me, cause His life is a spotlight on my own insecurities" -Sho Baraka
This story is dedicated to those who are different. Enjoy.
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