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KYM PARKER

Artist/Vendor

When I wake up in the morning

It’s the first thing I think about

It brings me, shows me that I care

CHRIS COLE

Artist/Vendor

I am a single hot pink tulip. Period!

I am an old flower, yet I smell brand new. A new shade of pink; not that ole’ familiar hue.

And yet you will take my life before it’s time. Prematurely end my life in its prime

You will probably most surely murder me right where I stand. Cut me down because you really cover my tan.

It’s the beauty of God to know

It’s like starfish and coffee, Things that feel good in your tum, Things that feel good in your soul The things we get out of life

Some people drink tea they are The weaker beans in this life

I love coffee and I love tea

Everybody feels it in their heart

It helps them get through a war

It’s like starfish and coffee,

It’s what God made to make us all feel It makes me and all these people get up and pray

When I feel it in my heart, my soul sings Coffee, tea, the smell of roses, the taste of joy

Who can say no to any of those Love God and everything she has given Know that when it is over, It takes away the pain, coffee.

Rather than save or help me… ‘Twasn’t that your duty?

I would have come back to life, for I am a perennial you see! I would have risen from the ground, the ashes; a phoenix to be!

But you murdered me, when you could have just let me grow, could have just let me go, How selfish of you.

(Rest in peace, George Floyd).