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A Woman That Forgot

She spoke in riddles that no one understood but they loved her for the feeling behind each word. With awards and prestige she built herself up, With a Patterson Prize and Hurston-Wright tucked under her belt No one would dare finagle her own ways. With influence she knocked it down with her voice and became what she was, just a person with words. To see her perform is a lesson for any to listen To hear is all it takes to come away re-born, Passion and drive is what she has in a sense.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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