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Jun 2020
Every hour its the same offense
History repeating itself over and over again
After a black man had begged to breath
Until he could no longer see
Jim crow laws may not exist anymore
But there is still a division between black and blue
Putting fear into the black youth
Written by
Amber Kaltman
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