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Cry of Blacks

I live, you live
We live, we move
I’m black, you’re white
Our love shines bright

I’m black, so you say
Unequalled love on bay
Callousness be shoved off
Hands on we move and surf

Negreos are flesh and blood
As you are, we aren’t odd
we live for each other
Proudly black with no bother

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