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''I don't like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us being here.''
I put my seed into the groundAnd said, 'I'll watch it grow.'I watered it and cared for itAs well as I could know.One day I walked in my back yard,And oh. what did I see!My seed had popped itself right outWithout consulting me.