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dream


cold, dark nights laying on wood that goes into our backs that are already in pain nights that seem to never last long enough nights where friends lay beside me at night dead nights where my family is ripped from my finger tips nights where I sleep like a dog nights where I see children lay asleep dreaming dreaming of one day that we all will one day be equal a dream where whites and colored people come together under one nation to live, fight together for the same country thriving to stay alive thriving to keep this country healthy and strong this dream of mine is not lost from the pain is not lost through the strikes it will stand I know one day my future family will be friends with a white person and one day they will hold hands and become one I know if I stay in hope, faith , and under God this nation will see that faults and will fix our faults in time just my time has to suffer for the future death will come but the future holds such greatness greatness will soon come greatness will soon surround this nation with the strength to come together under one God and in one nation together
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