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I am already writing about black poetry in history. As I speak the words, they have already come and gone and I am still here. Its the best statement to life that I could have made. I live life with one foot in and out of the grave.
I have dismissed death and now I am embracing something else. I really wont know until the lights are turned on.
And hopefully when all is said and done, I am more here than gone. I drift away into sleep and wipe my tears at my enemies who stand at my door wanted more of my failures.
My success is only a state of mind and as far as I am concerned, it is long overdue.
