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walking threw hell so I can get to heaven, why must I suffer when my heart is pure, abused by others with cruel intentions, liars don't like to be lied to and thieves don't like to get stolen from, what happens in my community is the most discouraging thing to see, black men and black women for each other have loyalty, to give life to a dead man is easier than trying to give life to a black man how will you give a solution when the problem you don't understand, will you live for lies or will you die for your truth, the institute of education will not teach black history to black youth, when we look at the tree of humanity black people are the roots, do you know what you dealing wit, a system that will never quit, selling dreams and goals of things you never gone get, we are fighting genocide, black babies live in a world where they face homicide, the death rate for black people is so high

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Date: 10/21/2020 5:50:00 PM
This breaks my heart. I am old enough to have participated in the Civil Rights movement. I'm 69 years old. I commend you for your prayer. Poets and Prophets have always cried for justice. Wonderful insight.
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