8.7.11
One,
You remind me
Not all verses
Are so dark.
Some lie gently
On the red tips
Of your sun-kissed
Black hair.
Not all spirit
Is indistinguishable.
Beauty can be bold.
Trust can be new.
Anger can be quiet.
Anger can be quiet.
Love can be proud.
Creation exhibits joy
Coming forth from
The shadows.
Another figure in this world.
Another actor.
A battle
Won.
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