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They Told Me Slavery Could Never Happen To Me

and i believed and i believed i believe i could, i could fly be all in all know the world as if it was my own i believed in you i believed i was blessed deep down in my skin the sweet color of scented dark caramel candy with the color of dark sun sparkling brown made with hope of the new i did believe in you i did believe i could be everything but wear (where) the "blackness" of love must i scream louder for help or must i wait in the grave or must i just wait till (until) the clock strikes not at all so i want to believe again let me believe again i beg i plead let me have my black ticket back again so you can see i am made good i will stand clean i will make you proud of me just stand with me and you will Believe

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Date: 4/5/2017 8:02:00 AM
The world can be a deceiving place, but your voice is beautiful and powerful, and your poem does stand bright and strong . . . . believe that :) An enthusiastic 7 Amitiés
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