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Block Party
Social media creates
its own invitations
So I went
I laughed
I cried
thinking about my dad’s last moments
His last words
They surely weren’t
I can’t breathe
Not to the 100 that came to get him
20 of them got hurt just trying to get at him
A knee on his neck long before that day
So I kneel
Trying to find the answer
And they kneeled with me too
its own invitations
So I went
I laughed
I cried
thinking about my dad’s last moments
His last words
They surely weren’t
I can’t breathe
Not to the 100 that came to get him
20 of them got hurt just trying to get at him
A knee on his neck long before that day
So I kneel
Trying to find the answer
And they kneeled with me too
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