i gaze into the night sky
i overhear the stars
they are whispering
amongst themselves
their dull hues of green
could never quite compare
to the shimmering silver
that coated my tongue
~ i am african. still, i speak with an eloquence that brings the envious moon and stars to their knees
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men don't cry [Poetry]
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