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Nov 2016
next to of course god america i
love you land of the free and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn's early my
country no longer wants to go
on united but still divided into states
of disbelief in every colour not white or tanned
just sons deserve your glorious name but wait
by law by lord by list by land
why talk of brain when she could look prett-
ier than these bragadocius men
who rushed without thought to the race to grab
the prize that meant so much but not to them
who wore the voice of hate just cause it fit?

She spoke. And hid away her old now torn hijab.
Parsavagely Kompenere
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Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
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