[OH MY QUEENS]
THE MUSIC...
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Beauty so legendary that no tale is complete without a glimpse into the curves of your space from whence we all arise.
Dust and water molded into the most perfect vision of femininity on this whole planet.
Seen?
These lives that have erupted from the fields of flowers that are the carriers of these mens seed.
The roots of our originality as we seem to be drifting into obscurity.
Where once we walked the path of togetherness.
We now roam in chaos as men aspire to be queens...queens to be kings.
So much confusion as the voices of empresses cry out in unison.
Echoing into the void.
A memory that drifts away on the winds of deciet.
As all we once were is rearranged and erased.
The end product of slavery.
As your beauty is forgotten so shall we fall and fail to materialize.
In these last days.
Oh my ebony queens.
Oh my...
HAMZAH FARUQ
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