
I am a woman of African American heritage but why should have to sit here with this dress on in front of the American flag of justice that rarely helps me? It’s supposed to be the flag of freedom and truth but where is mine? Yes, sir, I clean, but my feet and back hurt. Doesn’t that mean anything to you? Look at my face. I am in distress but no one want to help me. Lord, be my Savior, Amen.
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