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The riff smiled first,
as the raff smiled back
Each knowing the other,
the white from the black
“They'll never accept us,”
they both would exclaim
“The ‘grays' have the mantle,
defiled and profane”
(Dreamsleep: May, 2021)
as the raff smiled back
Each knowing the other,
the white from the black
“They'll never accept us,”
they both would exclaim
“The ‘grays' have the mantle,
defiled and profane”
(Dreamsleep: May, 2021)
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