“It is on the street that my internal voice speaks the loudest and my coronary heart beats the strongest.
It is on the street that I take greater satisfaction in my wooly hair, full points and lineage.
It is on the street that I increase greater senses and the hairs on my palms stand up and say “Sana, don’t go there”, and I listen.
It’s when I protection pin my cash to my underwear and matter it a million instances earlier than I go to sleep,
It is on the avenue that I am a poet, an ambassador, a dancer, remedy woman, an angel and even a genius.
It’s on the avenue that I am fearless and unstoppable and if indispensable ball up my fist and battle back.
It is on the avenue that I speak to my deceased dad and mom and they communicate back.
It’s on the avenue that I reprimand myself, and set new goals, refuel, cease and commence again.
It is on the street that I journey what freedom without a doubt is.
It is my journey that has converted me making me a citizen of the world. When my humanness, compassion and affection are raised to a new stage and I share unconditionally.”
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