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SISTERHOOD










At the beginning of the day 
luminescent dawn
folding into new blu day



they all come to us.













Never mind what they did
Or didn’t do
the night and day before













Clouds were shining like
dancers in paint.













They come to our world
on the rooftop of our ghetto
Built back in ’81.















Who told
they could fly
Ban the noise of the city
by roving through skies.













Who knows how their colors
Forgotten all around












Survive among us.











  


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