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Hail Africa,
Full of race,
The lords be with you,
You are cursed among nations,
...

How I will miss you
When I am dead,
Miss you in everlasting death,
Miss the stout unruly curvature
...

No one about, to yell:
Insane;
Nothing around, to quell
My pain;
...

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Hail Africa

Hail Africa,
Full of race,
The lords be with you,
You are cursed among nations,
And black flesh, the fruit of your soil, is cursed.
Holy Africa,
Mother of humans,
Cry for us, killers,
Now, and at the hour
Of your death,
Amen!

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Sharon 20 April 2019

Please revise your research about Africa and stop writing blasphemies about it.

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