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Tired


Yes I am a beginner.

Not looking to be a winner,

But with so many white faces

I keep searching for places,

To hide.

Very anticlimatic

But the truth is I've had it.

With racism run rampant,

I am just adamant

That there needs to be a Change.

 

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