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Dec 2012
The thing about me, is that I know my self worth. I am comfortable with myself even when there is no hope or promise of hospitality in this world. I don't need anybody to tell me that I am beautiful; I am familiar with my own reflection and I am not afraid to look directly into my eyes while studying the mirror. In fact, I demand that sort of inter-personal contact. Me Vs. Myself, there is no greater battle. It is a reminder to the soldiers of my soul to never retreat. An army greater than the United States of America and I hold all positions of power. I'll swivel around behind my mahogany desk and announce across the intercom for all my conscious to devour: "Continue standing tall, Never cease to continue marching forward. What does not **** you leaves you injured, and from injury provokes the discovery of strength. We are strong. Our roots are deep. If they are going to take us down, they are going to have to **** us. If they are successful in doing so, they will have successfully eliminated our entire existence because we will not lie down until then."
Ayaba Babe
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Ayaba Babe  Fort Lauderdale
(Fort Lauderdale)   
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