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Segregation, to divide based on class, race, or religion Freedom Why have you betrayed me? I am a black child My race is your legacy I am your first born son So why must I ask you
I wanna be close to yoy every single day I wanna follow you every step of the way.   Your ways are ways are stright and narrow help me discern these confusing arrows.  
Fighting the weeps of sin, The devil has stolen from me. Scars from self inflicted injuries, Break the devil from my actuality. My flaws are seen so pronounced, But GOD believes i'm worth it. 
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