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Foreclosed Upon


Banks - they think they own everything.

Banks - they think they can take everything.

Banks - they have everything with just a swipe. 

Banks - they tear apart families.

Banks - they leave our sisters with tears streaming down

their faces as they read the notice on the door.

Banks - they DO own everything.

Banks - they own US.

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