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Mar 2020
Beauty does it not show on my skin

Wisdom do you not hear it in my speech.

Hurt can you allow me to show you my scars

No I dont expect you to bow down to me

But do not call me a *****  or a *****.

Because  I am a Queen
Made by a king
Designed for a prince
One that will not misuse my heart and what that sees me for my wisdom.
Aajah  hunley
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Aajah hunley  20/F/Memphis
(20/F/Memphis)   
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