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May 2023
Love sometimes or most times
Could feel like a superpower.
It can take you places
Where the average soul can’t go.
It makes you feel like you can fly high
And  touch the mother sky
Without even having to have a cape on.
I know you can tell by now
I’m a sucker for love.
My name is black, black Superman
Who are you? What's your superpower?
My dear Poet.
There’s three types of people in the world
People who don’t know love
People who wonder about love
And
People who makes love happens
In Every breath they take.
Edmund black
Written by
Edmund black  39/M/NJ
(39/M/NJ)   
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