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I am a young man, striving for excellency.
people always stating, We as the Black Race can't strive by the look on our face
They claim our race is full of hatred and voilence , which I can't see from day to day.
Because I'm striving from day to day and i can't seem to make the pay.
Education is my plans and living is my way.
Who dare to stop me, when I strive to be the best which is better than acepting less.
Follow me and watch me grow in today's society.
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