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 Apr 2020
Utahi Kamu
hands,
                     warmer than cheeks
hair,
            not told what to do
skin,
            brushed by the wind
mind,
                     unaware of itself.
 Apr 2020
Utahi Kamu
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Where do you seek fredom?

a place maybe
or being out of one.

a person possibly
or being never have met one.

time perhaps
not being aware of it.





is it in you
when you finally are not being?


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 Apr 2020
Utahi Kamu
Pretend you are making it
Present your best face-outfit
Play it baby, play hard
Until your heart grows out of it.
 Apr 2020
Utahi Kamu
Love yourself like you are not watching.
 Apr 2020
Utahi Kamu
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Shall a prisoner thank the walls of his cell for standing solid?

Shall a slave thank the whip to make him work more?


Why are you where you are?


Between the walls and the whip


Who you are sits still independent of both.
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Paradise must be out there somewhere
Paradise was never given to me
Paradise can be found
Paradise can be made

— The End —