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I have a dream


The three words that changed the world. When they were spoken spread like a virus across the world.Changed the world from slavery to slave free...
 
The words I live by as I try to get this degree.. They say education is the key but is it really for me? Government loans so I can go to university, I think I'm a free man but really to the government I'm just another slave.New age new slave..
 
I protest for my rights in the so called "land of the free" all I want to do is show them I'm brave.. My four fathers did not go to their graves to watch me be just another slave.
 
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