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Identity Crisis

They ask what I am As if they could draw a map On my skin Paved by my color My hair And my name But even I can’t trace the path. I’m a mutt of people Lost In time And yet I am here. And I am human. Is that not enough?

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Published: Apr 17, 2018
LinesWords: 1452

Tags: #race #identity #crisis #lost #ethnicity #racism #mixed #human #humanity #political

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