Thousand roses;
Black rose diffuses
when I rise up
with this mic on.
Million cuts;
I have guts
that\'s why I keep coming
with my fist up.
Beaten down;
I\'m still around
because I\'m not finished
with my storytelling.
Tomorrow and tomorrow come;
I continue to hum
inspirational tunes
behind every curtain.
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With Hope, Courage, and Smiles,
J44