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My African Sister

Walking through the busy streets of San Francisco

Day and night toilering around

Coming and going these several season

Beads of sweat trickled down my face

Looking for someone like me.

Whites are all I see

Where art thou?

Night came creepy as hell

Never give up, keep moving

Took over my head

I lifted up my dazzled eyes

I found a black beauty like me

I found a girl with a fro.

– Alonge Oluwatoyosi

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