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Sep 2019
These are my crone days
made my way towards
a sweeter death
I can always feel his chill
kiss my dark skin
tried to shed my youth unhurried
I peeled off all the layers
that were remnants of a falsity
that didn't serve me
I'm almost at the core
finding out the old pain
doesn't live here anymore
Getting old is a good thing. No worries just freedom and God.
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
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