I don't have a car,
And can't see
so i don't know
what i saw.
Could it be,
She was a black woman
Looking crazy gorgous,
standing tall
she smiled,
when i said i am poor.
In this white man world,
she looked at my fear.
She smiled
and in this mans world,
i don't know why
she did it for.
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