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I have a beat
and it's heart
the heart that carries the soul
to allow contact with God
knowing we have no enemies
unless we generate em
why these foul gazes look at me
like I am judging
but judge me not
for I will not judge thee
we are alike
just in different ways
with the same problems
we fight we fuss we cuss
we live we laugh we love
and yet you divide
mines own mind
by color and catagory
not knowing that
together My brothers and sisters
we can share glory
hand and hand as we stop evil
reaping our land

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