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growing up isnt easy, but looking back may be the hardest thing.see children at a 
young age look at there parent s and say i want to be just like you not knowing 
everything a person has been through. looking at the powerrangers, and the 
ninga turtles, the time when boom and bang was the words to say.  that was 
back then, this is now with music videos , consist of what they call the video  
hoes, having young ladies on those stripper poles, hey sex sales.  but is that all 
you have learned.see i was watching my little sister one day as she said Dee 
look what i can do. as she starts dancing it puts a smile on my face but in that 
one quick glance of a second, she no longer looks like a child of innocence but a 
back up dancer for a video. a video with booty shacking and rolling as her hands 
are placed on her knees and she pops what she was naturally blessed with. the 
only thing i can think is STOP and why? where did you get this from? a look of 
sickness, and pain comes over my face and she looks up to me and says, what 
did i do wrong, im sorry big sister. i cant help but to look down"nothing honey, 
just remember you are and will be a nubian Queen " cont.......

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