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The ocean is like great big mirror
Reflecting everything
Reflecting every move
Every thought
Every tear
The reflection is never seen
It's never seen

When are we going to get out
We are stuck under the sea
Misunderstood
Why are we so egoistic
narcissistic

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Probably the only time my makeup game is gonna be this strong

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The trip took another turn because that was what the gps said
Don't be sad when it's time to turn
It was in the map
It was designed that way

Stop focusing on the turn and think about the road
Open ur mind to new ideas
To new innovations
New transportations
That's going to take you faster and better to ur destination

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Racism
Racism killed my brothers
Racism killed my sisters
Racism killed my mothers
My fathers
Racism kills
Racism keeps killing
When will this end
How many shall die before we get equal rights
We have grown into oak trees
We have planted the seeds
Great minds where born and are born
When will this terror end
When
It's time to get out on the streets
It's time to raise our voices
And forget about our fears
It's time the history books are changed
Where are the great minds?
Are they not born yet
Where is this generations Malcolm or Martin
Citizens under attack
Aren't we all human
You stole my culture
My civil right
Are you uncomfortable yet?
Good.
You shall not be able to sleep until we get equal economy and social justice.
You will not walk with your head in the skies anymore.
You shall not eat from my table
Or drink from my pond
What's mine is mine
Fear me, for I shall change the way you walk.
When will we be free?
Bite the hand

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We have grown into oak trees
And we planted more seeds
These seeds shall grow with care
The tree shall give shadow
The shadow shall give comfort
The comfort shall water the seed
The seed shall grow
For indeed the seed is a minefield
The minefield needs some care
One wrong step and ur trapped

- Aeini


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My love you gave birth to a pretty rose.
Against the odds it grew from the concrete.
The sorroundings were awful almost too close
to lose your mind, but thats your home, your street

A young boy was born, as proud as his mother.
As proud as you, who fought for my peoples right
A boy that wore strenght and dignity cover
Unhappy as king you charged day and night

But little did you know that I blossomed up
I started loving myself, loving my family abroad
never would you think that I was gonna blow up
You brought me life, for that I’am thankful love

Your with the stars now, and you shall live
forever in my mind, in our dreams. Rest in power!

- Aeini

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