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My Sorrow will never leave me ???

Is it really my sorrow? or was it imposed ?

upon my arrival???

Who are you to judge a child 

For she did not know the difference

She grew up in Ignorance???

Does she know about the people who forsake her everyday?

No Love just poverty???

Oh God isn't to blame 

Us human's walk around with no shame

Who is left to blame? Money???

Fire burning inside my soul 

Was I a witch at the age of two years old ???

Monet and Power 

Painted my soul with flowers 

I love to smell the depth of such beauty

As I watch the Earth grow older, I grow with 

Dance and sing inside my secret Garden

I dance the dance with our divine earth

Only with people I trust

The End

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