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May 2020
Rain slowly seeps into my soul
Gathering gently at my pores
Slowly wandering, searching
for any life of creativity
A blank canvas awaiting a
stroke of color
Coloring out of bounds
No Lines, boarders,
or limitations
With only the power of a
pen. Control is given over
Free falling endlessly
repeatedly
No longer the beholder

-A Black Girl Untold
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A Black Girl Untold  19/Pittsburgh
(19/Pittsburgh)   
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         Amanda N McKiernan, nivek, ---, Shrika, SamanthaX and 13 others
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