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Pride


Pride What made some weak, made others strong pride The sole purpose of the segregating and the wrongs pride a country divided on this one word, bringing up crowds and herds hope the infant of pride, the graceful, the kind, the one word that once slept in our minds hope one man, one dream. no, a thousand men, a thousand dreams. pride got them there, hope let them out. in the end,united all the colors shout.
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