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I held onto my mother's hand As she lead me, bare foot Into the cool water. A man look's at me weirdly My mother said it was Because of my skin color But I couldn't see Much difference between him and me Except he was a man and I was a little girl
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Oct 19, 2011
Oct 19, 2011 at 9:17 PM UTC
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I held onto my mother's hand As she lead me, bare foot Into the cool water. A man look's at me weirdly My mother said it was Because of my skin color But I couldn't see Much difference between him and me Except he was a man and I was a little girl
faith-melton
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Oct 19, 2011
Oct 19, 2011 at 9:17 PM UTC
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