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Stop the racism Stop the tearing down the people Stop saying make america great again Stop the lies Stop the madness This has to come to end Somehow or someday This is what our world has come to Tourting innoncent races Beating them down Pinning down against one another Are you serious ? What is this country ? We are not freedom We are the opposite of the freedom Freedom doesnt not mean you get the freedom to treat Someone a certain way That is just straight stupid I am someone With feelings A soul A heart A mind A body A brain It should not matter what skin you're in It should matter of your brain not the color of your skin Power of color
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I love music. Music is my passion and writting is my passion. I love poetry .

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