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True beauty, something I wish I'd seen more,

So sue me, something I don't look to screens for.

The true me, not afraid to stand for dreams or

the new me, something the old me would fiend for.

 

I aspire, to be the change for those who don't even have a dollar.

I desire, to arrange for a voice to be given to the unheard souls whose hearts scream and holler.

My fire, ignited to the core, itching to soar(sore) hoping that I never crash.

Can't tire, a worker looking for higher (hire), this is a perfect picture that won't happen in a flash.

 

I can, a motto I say when hope decays.

I stand, can't let adversity have its way.

I am, a colored man of different shades,

A man, all that's left when my filter fades.

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