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Dec 2014
"The price of freedom is death",Malcom X
Death.
What's with term death
What does death have to do with freedom
Are you saying you rather die then allow us to be free
How niiave...
It's sad that it must resort to this
It's sad you refuse to accept us as human beings
As if we aren't made of flesh and blood just as you
As if we don't have emotions
Like we are mindless animals
Wait no, animals are above us in your eyes
Apparently your kind is superior to us
Ha kind.
You judge us by the color of our skin
And because our skin is not pale as yours
We are abnormal and deserving to be caged
What?
The only thing different about us is the color of our skin
We eat,sleep,breathe,even sneeze as you do
Yet we are inferior
inferior to the superior
What nonsense
Open your eyes for five second and see for yourself
Stop the unnecessary violence
Stop wasting your time trying to keep us in check
Together we can build an even greater than we already have
As brothers and sisters in arm
Dr Strange
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Dr Strange  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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