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Sep 2020
i felt my legs cemented
in denim, drenched in sweat
vaulting fences in defense
of getting sentenced.

privileged to lay against a bed
when all is said and done
we lay with white linen
reminiscing on the battles won
while darker skinneded children
live in fear for things they haven’t done
privilege.
#blm
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
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   Imran Islam
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