Flows from a broken spirit,
All because of the color of skin.
Even while we smile,
Even while we nod,
Even while we pass in the aisle of the grocery store.
KW ’12
Flows from a broken spirit,
All because of the color of skin.
Even while we smile,
Even while we nod,
Even while we pass in the aisle of the grocery store.
KW ’12
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