This sin is written on the tablet of my mind,
My skin has given birth to it
Damned from before my body existed, I'm living in a reality defined.
Defined by many with empty hatred, and tired traditions of historical racist.
I am a soul born from fire, threaded by the internal heat of my ancestry.
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