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It's Still Lives


It still lives from day to day.

It's all around me what can I say.

From T.V to the computer screen, everyone is judging, how can this be.

Just because of the colore of my skin, I am considered always lower than thee.

But, Thank God I have him, because he gave me, me.

Also Thank You slavery for teaching me what I am worth, and power to the most high for always keeping me close.

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<p>I AM BLACK AND BEAUTIFUL</p>

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