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Why Does the Colour of One's Skin Matter

Read all about it Black is a colour Its not who I am White is a colour Its not who you are I am, who I am You are, who you are I see a person Who do you see I have two eyes Two ears, a nose and a mouth so do you When we bleed the rivers pour red When we hurt our hearts go cold When we are angry we all yell When we are happy we rejoice When we give birth we are overwhelm Your children are like my children Why is the colour of our skin so important.

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