"I write, I write, I write because
My right fist represents the cut wrists
And hands slit
Of over a million and one slaves
Forced off hardships,
Their privilege to write and read was stripped,
So I write and read everything
For everyone missed
Because without them I wouldn't exist,
So I write...I write...I write..."
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