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Where did you come from, I was here all along and I brought my grandson. My son is gone and my sould is weak. My language are words I do not speak, I was from a dark continent but made my way to weary shores.
I only become lazy when I was free. When they had advantage, I was with the fee. I have seen black casket upon black casket carrying brothers and sisters to farawar shores. I was in love with my people in any form. Slave or free but never a slave to me.
And I never ask where they came from because they were born of my heart and soul and I carry them with me always.
