Little Emment Poem by lavion bell
Little Emment
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I hear the whistling through the water little emmett wont be still he keeps floating round the darkness edging through the silent chill tell me please that bed time story of the fairy riverboy who swims forever in deep treasures of black pain the sorrow of us black people is no game
Friday, February 25, 2011
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