The pearl magic🇺🇬
by einyu aaron The moon will shine the sun will burn stars will cry, but to our black skins remains the truth of our creation black native Africans defined by our soils we the multiples from seas to inlands weak to strong we shall thrive to see another day go by smiles will cover our faces with eyes glued to the moon, the mother of moo night.
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