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Claretta Webb
Claretta Webb ALONE
you turn away
you've twisted my fate
I beg to please someone
from the rightness of my heart
to be held in his arms
And know that he is real
as your words escape me
and I pull you to my breasts
they say
he is right in front of you
That great black Man!

Copyright ©2007 Claretta Webb



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