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Jan 2022
the
servitude of
the
black children slaves
with
bruised and battered souls
cast
their
thumbprint signature
upon
the
red brick and mortar
that
let these walls speak in tongues
thus
we build
to
shelter our masters
Written by
Stu Harley
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