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2d
Who gave you the right, little man,
To say slurs in the dark,
When the paper I write on,
Is the color of your hand.
I overheard a classmate saying a bunch of awful things today, it's sad to think that he probably believed them.
Abbott J Hardison
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Abbott J Hardison  14/M/Rochester NY
(14/M/Rochester NY)   
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