(RECLAMATION) INSPIRED BY SHERINA.
THE SOUND THAT ACCOMPANIES THESE WORDS...
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I breathe the air and it reminds me of she... Somewhere out there, breathing the same air.
Inhalation, exhalation... Inhalation, exhalation
All these miles and she reverberates greatly in me, floods my psyche with fluidity.
Such sweet thoughts that they growing on tree would be fruit of knowledge... Ingested they would feed fires of creativity.
I digressing would paint she from the very molecular structure of air.
Mad monk painting in cave I would leave she posed for future generations sake... Warrior on the plains I would wield she in my death stroke...
Whisper she name as I return to the flow.
I so absorbed into the blackened layers of she melanin based skin.
She my aphrodisiac... I hard in the approaching storm.
Pink tint in dusky sky as I man digress pon she.
Lost in the succulent wonder as it swallows me... Leaves me sated in she reality.
Air... Oxygen, carbon dioxide and these beings... We.
rec·la·ma·tion
ˌrekləˈmāSH(ə)n/
noun
the process of claiming something back or of reasserting a right.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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