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Feb 2021
Strong, firm, and real.
Strong, firm and feared.
We didn't create that image.
We didn't create that trouble.

But this strong race can conform they fear us.
Although they constantly coping off of us.

We tan.
We take a stand.
They quiet.
Intimidated by their own.
Outnumber any other group running away from home.

We tan.
They seek tan machines out.
We fight.
They let the issue simmer and burn until that situation exposes them.

We motivate with less.
They deny they ever stole from us.
Or created a single problem.

We are strong.
It's in our culture going way back to Africa.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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