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It's the gaurana, the crickets, the dust bunnies gaurding curtains, gates to a kingdom of ants on a windowsill. It's the tangled, ragged ropes, once daisy chains with wide, flattened faces
Being the first person in my family to persue College is a blessing.          Knowing that years ago many African-American people weren't allowed to go to school or learn, is a lesson to be taught.
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