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Dreams need to be made


A dream is only a dream if it never happened. Blacks rose to a staggered oppression. Faces weren't unseen but truly heard. Everything wanted to be obtain by the tormented. As they try to fight, it became a peaceful battle. Only to bring dreams to a reality. No one could escape the beatings as long as your skin color isn't as dark as it seems. They drove into a new hope of freedom. A victory that every black man and woman wanted to dream. Dreams were blessed on a great day to fight for every civil rights. Their rights was held to a new hope for all to dream.
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