Thursday, July 3, 2025

Spiders Moist

Waters. Beaches. Little Black women. Princess. I don't remember. “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!” I am. Today. Gainfully employed. Gaining Civility. Wealth. Degree. Beatrice. 

Beatrice

Wealth

Gaining Civility

Today

I

Remember

I

Black

Little

Water

Moist

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