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"A nation where poverty is part of our culture. Where a specified fear knows each color, Xenophobia is stretched across a spectrum and no human can trust the skin of his hand. " - Robin Thurston Barry

I long to sip

Absentia from a tall glass

Pour in a mixture of nightlife and the spotlight of the stars

This,

May never repair the shade that dodged the obscured sun

Insecurities will always linger in subtle hums

Singing to Pieces of me,

that will never unveil their refulgence