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Detroit
Blessed with the rhythm of the divine, I speak with the voice God gave me, carving verses from the marrow of struggle and dreams. My gift ain’t just mine; it’s the sound of every prayer, eve…
Blessed with the rhythm of the divine, I speak with the voice God gave me, carving verses from the marrow of struggle and dreams. My gift ain’t just mine; it’s the sound of every prayer, eve…
