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Ain ’t no looking back for me      I feel trapped Lost in a whirlwind      Can’t adapt Boots placed against my neck    I can’t breathe Shackles dragging from my feet    I can’t leave Hands up don’t shoot    I’m unarmed Pray my children wake to see    Me unharmed America the beautiful    The land’s torn Pray for the night to end    Bring the morn.
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC
Bring the Morn
Ain ’t no looking back for me      I feel trapped Lost in a whirlwind      Can’t adapt Boots placed against my neck    I can’t breathe Shackles dragging from my feet    I can’t leave Hands up don’t shoot    I’m unarmed Pray my children wake to see    Me unharmed America the beautiful    The land’s torn Pray for the night to end    Bring the morn.
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KeefTheLastPoet
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KeefTheLastPoet
38/M/TX
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC
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