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Nov 2015
I always joke around about how I am illegal.
People laugh, give me nervous looks, then ask for clarification.
“Wait are you serious?” they would ask as if not being american is lethal.

I always joke around about how I am illegal

I’m not, but once I say that people look at me lesser than equal.
They forget that more than one race is allowed in this nation.

I always joke around about how I am illegal.
People laugh, give me nervous looks, then ask for clarification.
Sally
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