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Jul 2013
Manual labor isn't for me
So I freed myself from the farms drudgery
I'm a classical scholar and a fine linguist
Emancipate yourself from being the definition of living breathing machinist
You can get free if you want to
All you have to do is use your mind,
Pay your dues,
Expand your intellect,
Earn respect
I wasn't born to assemble on a factory line,
Lotta yellow boys never put that to mind
Never will
Never dared to dream
So they perspire as another part of the machine
Shelby Hemstock
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Shelby Hemstock  Brooklyn, New York
(Brooklyn, New York)   
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