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Snow flakes fall upon the black mountains.    But never mix,                            segregated. But where oriental blossom falls, in the next field          fruit pickers labour for                               gangs.. Our words define our morality..
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May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 11:12 AM UTC
Intolerant Metaphors
Snow flakes fall upon the black mountains.    But never mix,                            segregated. But where oriental blossom falls, in the next field          fruit pickers labour for                               gangs.. Our words define our morality..
Racism has many words that are every day vessels for all to use against another, there is no room for racism in a world so woven together but pulled at the seams by the few
#racism#wording#morality#blossom#thoughts#together
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May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 11:12 AM UTC
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