Oscar Auliq-Ice

In the land of sun and sand,
Where the world burns hot and bright,
Stands a man with skin of onyx,
A black man, a noble sight.
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In the dark of night, a silhouette appears,
A man in black, shrouded by his fears,
His skin as dark as coal, his eyes so bright,
A symbol of strength, a beacon of light.
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Pain is a thorn that pierces deep,
A wound that won't let go or sleep,
A burden that we carry on,
A constant ache that lingers long.
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There once was a man, strong and tall
With a heart that would never fall
He walked with a purpose, head held high
And always looked straight into the sky
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Beyond the horizon,
Where the sun sets in gold,
Lies a land of dreams,
Of stories yet untold.
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Amidst the woods and fields so green,
Nature's beauty can be seen.
From the chirping birds in the trees,
To the buzzing bees and gentle breeze.
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A man is like a tree, tall and strong,
With branches reaching up to the sky.
His roots run deep, he's been here so long,
And he stands firm when the winds pass by.
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In the darkness of night,
With only stars for light,
I wander through the trees,
Whispering secrets on the breeze.
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A leaf falls softly from the tree,
Drifting gently to the ground below,
Its journey ends, but it's free,
To dance and play with the wind's flow.
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A man, a force to be reckoned with,
A being of strength and will.
A creature of passion and fire,
Whose soul cannot be stilled.
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