Excerpt From Who Will Cheer For The Young Black Girl
Love
Love is like a butterfly it unfolds
to something beautiful if you're willing to let it grow,
Love is like an unforeseen obstacle
after you jump over one hole there's another one in its row,
Love is like a star waiting to fall
from the sky,
And no matter how long it takes you
must refuse to let it die.
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