unapologeticallykimm

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There was a bird. He sung the blues. But he was yellow, a quiet fellow. Wooed me with his majestic views.

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I was so happy when I finally made it to #noflexzone now I’m just trying to be no flex x10 😝

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This whole thread is a blessing. 🙌🏾 #BlackCulture

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Lasting build

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Because she never lied. Let me stop interrupting and do me before y’all take all my good energy. 👋🏾✌🏾

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God fasho know he clowned when he made this friendship. 💁🏾‍♀️👯‍♀️

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Everybody’s talking..... whose listening ?

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We were given freedom of mind to choose perspective. By looking at things through different lenses, we create our environment based on the whole of our experiences, surrounding energies, and our functional reality. Seeing isn’t believing. Believing is seeing. Believing is doing. Believing is being.

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Cut down yet unstoppable. With Roots that extend beyond the reach of the dangerous blade that is man. Holding on to that which sustains....life. For her growth is undeniable. She can not be scarred by the shears of life whose razor sharp edge once grazed her skin for which she bled but did not die. From pain she grew and from her agony she knew the truth behind what it meant to truly survive. She was growth. Performed every day in ritual. What was a small seed in a flowering pot has become a fully bloomed Individual. #poetry #blackpoet #wordlove #growth

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Cut down yet unstoppable. With Roots that extend beyond the reach of the dangerous blade that is man. Holding on to that which sustains....life. For her growth is undeniable. She can not be scarred by the shears of life whose razor sharp edge once grazed her skin for which she bled but did not die. From pain she grew and from her agony she knew the truth behind what it meant to truly survive. She was growth. Performed every day in ritual. What was a small seed in a flowering pot has become a fully bloomed Individual. #poetry #blackpoet #wordlove #growth

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Black women.

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Bag lady.... you gone hurt ya back

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