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No justice, no peace, no freedom
Emotions, restrictions unfair
My skin, features, and hair, check, check, check, Identified threat, yet why do I try?
With opportunity and access, my limit is up in the sky
Banging on the glass ceiling as I continue to fly
Success is still high above me
Plain as day I can still see
Invisible barriers, how frustrating they can be
Why is this system still in place?
Forcing me to labor in an infinite race
With rigged rules, no clues, or hope for a victory
Going in circles aimlessly, repeating history
