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Call me a nigger if you dare, the word is but a word, I don't care. Spit in my face, a different story to be told, peaceful I am not always, what misery would unfold

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An ordinary looking seed Small, round, unassuming Damp, earthy bark, dirt decomposing matter Mossy darkness wrapped tightly round Thru torrential rain and blistering heat This seed cracks her outer sh

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