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Growing Up Black

the slave ship came in with whips in every place my face was here on usa ground come from a small southern town where they did won't us around so we fought back thats a fact it was tough GROWING UP BLACK

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Date: 3/21/2014 4:04:00 PM
There was no true freedom in this nation. We were allowed to go with emancipation. However, we afterwards fought discrimination. Ubiquitous was racism and segregation. Often with the rising sun of the dawn, we would find a smoldering cross on our lawn. What was the price of racial equality? It has been a struggle as tough as can be.
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