Be like the America,
Of Mr. Langston Hughes
Lets Me and You
Be the Dream the Dreamers Dream
Let the oxymorons praise us
For making so much nonsense
With imperfect perfection
Let my words surrender
To the speechlessness
That true love beckons
Let me write your name in my diary
With jet black ink
On a blank page
Forever and Ever it will remain
The Beginning, Middle, and End
Of my story
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