You use a knife to slice my head. And weep beside me when I am dead.

You use a knife to slice my head. And weep beside me when I am dead.

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Dec 13, 2025

Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.

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