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Jan 2020
He was water
He was fire

He was calm
He was thrill

He was peace
He was chaos

He was comfort
He was risk

He was a bubble
He was a race car

He was what I needed
He was what I wanted
Well, if you really cannot tell yet, 'He' is two different people. As women we are constantly caught between the thrill and risk of one man and the calm and peace of another.
MelaninInked
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MelaninInked  20/F/Nairobi, Kenya
(20/F/Nairobi, Kenya)   
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