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E-racism


Quarters, nickels, and dimes can change hands every day.

Each face different, but to a child, they only see them as gray.

Open your hearts like a target register.

And see the world like a child

You'll see its for the better.

Skin colors 

Each face different,but to a child, they only see them as a person.

Black, white, yellow, blue, brown, or green.

We are all the same like lines on a sheet.

Change is more than currency.

Its blurring the lines and stirring the meek.

E-racism.

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