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#onerace
There are cracks in the mask because there are cracks in the foundation. Hazy, what was it all like before we divvied our nation? Mother's and children helpless in separation. Give me the good news when all I see is complication. Who decided what's ours isn't theirs? Crossing, drowning, they're running out of flares.
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May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
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