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THE NEGRO'S ANNALS:

At the table of verdict was the Negro seated;
Breathing his last before senteced to prison.
Couldn't hide the state of how's feeling;
'Dead zone', he exclaimed as he's highly fronzen.
Every heart of his loved ones really saddened.
Friends and families connived to pull him down for no reason;
Grinded his excellence and burnt down his dignity,
Holistically because he's always winning.
Intricated him to sign a stoical deal they schemed.
Jilt they served him after achieving what they aimed;
Knocked him out from the working team.
Later in years, he's now freed.
Mighty God's replaced all that he lost.
Now his traitors are jailed after right-time's talked.
Openly, he's vindicated in the law court.
Praise and adoration he sings unto God.
Quadrifurcating of this issue's solely to be thonged;
Raised completely for'll to learn not to give out a trust.
Same way staying wise when you've been dass.
Troubles in the suspooks house,
Unable to understand the Negro's acts.
Voice of the visionary's highlighted with an active mind.
Whence, the studious scholar says 'it's a fact'.
X factor positively influencing the Negro's heart.
Yeah, his emancipation is strong and intact.
Zone of proximal development, the Negro's annals abstract.

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