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The color of my skin & my belief within Iam Neither here im nor there I can’t fit in.... You have an accent and no money How did you even Get in? Dear sir/madam I’m an immigrant & I come here with my kin Walked across deserts, Then we slept in a bin Swam passed the crocs, Walked until thin, Blood & sweat for breakfast We drank it with a grin! Fleeing gangs & hunger Sir we came here just to live! Brother where we come from Even breathing is a sin.
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
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The color of my skin & my belief within Iam Neither here im nor there I can’t fit in.... You have an accent and no money How did you even Get in? Dear sir/madam I’m an immigrant & I come here with my kin Walked across deserts, Then we slept in a bin Swam passed the crocs, Walked until thin, Blood & sweat for breakfast We drank it with a grin! Fleeing gangs & hunger Sir we came here just to live! Brother where we come from Even breathing is a sin.
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38/M/Ohio
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
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