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This grammy is here because I grammed me the right way, I took photos of my soul and post-it noted them on the community sign-post. I didn't game me, or sell me by the pound. My soul, what was left of it, grated its own raw edges until it bled, then applied pressure to that there wound until it healed. This grammy is here because you hear me, because my words heal the soul.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 10, 2020.
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This grammy was fashioned in a creative brain that has real RAM, that sorts through pain like a boss to work on that messy soul, to make calm neat folds, until it is a Marie Kondo masterpiece.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 10, 2020.
General

This grammy is neither my weight nor worth, yet an acknowledgement that in the heat of pain I asked my heart to transform what was raw into a roar, that with my sound I lit up the night.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 10, 2020.
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This grammy is the roar of Aries, for where there is pain there must come a noble struggle to bring a form of peace that ends the harm, that soothes social wars with the kind of harmony that brings heat to the soul and stronger beats to the heart.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 10, 2020.