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Privilege I have it, supposedly, unannounced to me. I was born, brown hair, green eyes, fair skin, poor and hungry. But oh so privileged. To speak up in whatever company I choose, To walk late at night with a hoodie pulled down, just over my eyes To strive achieve succeed without others being surprised I know no threat from cops, employers, or admissions advisors. I see no intimidation from statistics, labels, or slurs. I have the privilege of being completely unaware of my own privilege I'll use it, hopefully, for everyone you'll see.
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Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
My Mother Gave Birth to Privlege
Privilege I have it, supposedly, unannounced to me. I was born, brown hair, green eyes, fair skin, poor and hungry. But oh so privileged. To speak up in whatever company I choose, To walk late at night with a hoodie pulled down, just over my eyes To strive achieve succeed without others being surprised I know no threat from cops, employers, or admissions advisors. I see no intimidation from statistics, labels, or slurs. I have the privilege of being completely unaware of my own privilege I'll use it, hopefully, for everyone you'll see.
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Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
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