Thank You for My Life
Coursing through our veins is the blood of survivors.
We have endured.
We are here because they endured.
We are here because they were brave, strong, resilient, and faithful.
So much pain, loss, and hardship came before us.
Each Black person you meet is a miracle who stands before you because of the courage of their ancestors.
Thank you for my life.
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