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1964


This year, paper showed what we really are to everyone; equal. Racial discrimination banned at work. Free to vote wherever we want. The south cannot exclude us anymore, Or so we think. We may be met in 1965, In Alabama, Bitterly. But this will make Lyndon's eyes open To the 15th Amendment, Applying to all elections.
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