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My family roots ain’t long
how could they ever be
They cut off bits each day
we’re now the minority
Wish they’d leave us alone
set my kindred free
Back to our glory days
when life meant liberty
Don’t want this microcosm
stunted growth of misery
Please let us branch out
Stop this inequality
We wish to caress the sky
regain full gravity
So much for ethnic groups
who’d be a bonsai tree
If only my wish would come true
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
06/16/22
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David Kavanagh
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