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WE NEED EACH OTHER

If you follow a man with heart
He may be your man on earth
River finds its ways to flow
As tree leaves are out to grow
Birds fly with pride in the sky
In styles without fear of flight
Fingers we all know are five
Spaces in between are four
If your man is your fingers
Be the spaces, Baby, in between
Ismaheel Gift
July 10, 2021
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