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May 19, 1918

By , Linda, CA
Wade down
The rivers cold
Journey on
Headed north

When the river gets tough
And the waves get rough
And my stomach knots up
Filled with a deep hunger

This pain I fight
Those beatings of mine
That horrible night
I remember

When the river gets tough
And the waves get rough
And my stomach knots up
Filled with a deep hunger

This pain in my side
As they hang down my guy
A black female cry
Crying for justice.




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