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Not a day goes by since you been gone that it doesn’t ache…
Don’t know if I should curse God or thank HIM for the humanity…
Don’t know if I should curse God or thank HIM for the foresight he gave me…
Cuz I knew it…
And the days when we were, I lived it…
And since we are celestial memories now, I remember it…
Pray to God if it aint for me, to remove it…
If it’s cancer, kill it.
If it’s crazy, put a pill on it.
All God seems to do is allow it…
to grow…to deepen…to change…to exist in absentia.

It lives.
Even though it was stabbed, stretched, forced to stand in the corner and ignored.
It lives.
Even if you’re never here again to experience it.
It’s here.
I have it when you need it.
After all this time, I don’t even think I can release it.
It’s not the product of my youth..this is a full on gift for merely believing in it.
I have it.
It sits in a little window with your palm print pressed against the heart of it.
I cherish it.
And though there are the days when I’m mad at it, because I’m powerless.
I cherish it.

from The Ballad of a Real Black Girl

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