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Twas in another life time, one of toil and ***
When blackness was a virtue, the road was full of mud
I came from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, he said, I’ll give ya
Shelter from the storm”
Slackaroe

As some more victory, some downfall

Private reasons, great or small

Can be seen in the eyes of those that call

To make all that should be killed to crawl

While others say, don’t hate nothing at all

Except hatred

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