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May 2015
I was built on ship,
so they told me, I bit my lip 'cause,
I didn't believe what they said,
I was sold before I was old enough to even speak,
and there are so many secrets I've kept,
nights that I've wept,
but I'm still working..
Janielle Mainly
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Janielle Mainly
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   Tahirih Manoo
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