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Stand up and stand out is the only motive,
This literary grind is certainly explosive.
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Comparisons are for the insecure, just appreciate the difference.
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Close your eyes, invest in yourself, be certain of your demeanor.
Accept mistakes, move forward, apply pressure and laugh,
Surefire tactics to consistently keep your foot on the gas.
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Black, Indigenous and Hispanic communities don’t deserve gentrification.
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My Nubian Queen and I are on the plane to international destinations.
Time travel is a daily occurrence; a Godly demonstration,
Praying and working hard towards capturing eternal salvation.
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Only writing for the height of the world’s edification.