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During times of slavery, it was the Master’s horn and whip that woke us up and forced us to the fields.
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Our ancestors worked hard on the Master’s plantation day in and day out, under threat of their lives.
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A little over a century later, our Master can rest. Now we set our own alarms to push ourselves towards that same servitude.
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Our oppression has been disguised behind a house and a shiny car, now we are happy to go serve our Master.