I am the flesh of my mother and the blood of my father
ignited by the touch of my maker
I am the fruit sent forth by those sent before me
I am in truth a testament of love
I am that which is not spoken
the never ending definition
and expression of love turned to life
No man is my master, no whip can subdue me
For my essence,my spirit is forever free.
Keep it goin.
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