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From a farm in the south
This slave did flee—-
A land filled with hardship
And much misery.

His cry was for freedom…..
My people weren’t free.
His plea was for justice;
His prayer ____liberty.

My people were released as slaves;
Their freedom was won.
Through courage and patience
His job was well done.

call him distinguished.
P.O.P. on tha mic. got new music coming
MY New artist


Published by pophudson

when I was a younger man its seems to feel like no one cares about me so I stop caring for myself and felt if my world was over until I discovered a 2nd chance to think positive and learn more about myself and how to love myself ,that others started to love me and my love for the culture is to educate the yougthz of the world.....

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