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Never in a thousand years

did I think I would be betrayed by hearing those
words. He said I wasn't white, woman, or
sensuous enough for him. and that I just don't
have what it takes to keep him motivated.

Never in a thousand years did I think that my own
brother would become my most infamous enemy,
a murderer of my soul, heart, and mind, who kept
me distracted with his false enrichment. I'd �
forgotten how to smile, how to take care of my
inner prints of peace.

Never in a thousand years did I think that hearing'
those very words would be my saving grace, my
truth to a guiding light, on a journey of unending
nurturing that was never received from a black man.
A self-professing king.

Never in a thousand years, did I think that those
words would lead me to have a watering connection
with a white man, who embraces, protects and fucks
me like I am his only queen on earth. He does things
for me I've never ever in my life expected from any
man.

Never in a thousand years did I think that my sexy,
black chocolate would be the swirl he needed, the
intellectual coating that feeds. We are freedom, �
created for ever-lasting. I adore and shower him
with the woman, that many had passed by, abused
and neglected.

He bows before my beautifulness and I before his.

{Thank you, my brother for giving up on me, for elevating
me to exactly where I suppose to be}

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