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You wish you were lit like Melanin rich like Melatonin rich like Dark matter, pineal glands, and Black Power ...compressed into capsules rich. Speaking of capsules,
From the night in her skin to kink of her hair The sun in her smile to the stars in those eyes I know that Melanin is beautiful The beauty that glows through her blood like magic Her melanin drips like honey
My life has been hidden by a set of horizontal blinds.