Run your fingers down my spine and I’ll tell you of the time I believed heroes didn’t wear capes but afros, dresses and kaftans. Press your forehead against mine and I’ll tell you of the time I wanted to trust the world implicitly. I’ll tell you that my eyes never left the sky and I didn’t slow down, not even once, because there was too much life to liv…
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Run your fingers down my spine and I’ll tell you of the time I believed heroes didn’t wear capes but afros, dresses and kaftans.
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