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My Brother, Somali man

I chose my husband African American

You helped, and assisted and loved me

in all parts of the places, you have 

been my soul, my head, my mind. Thanks for

helping me overcome slavery others that hate

Somali women.

 

I married to an African man: they let not go because

of my mind and my power to be here

and with their Rap/Hip Hop music music, Gangster Rap music

that their United States Pentagon catogarizes as Terrorist music

is used by the White Nazi deenfrancising the black, African man

deenfrancising African man, and Africa.

 

The Somali men is my brother. I love you

We are here in Allah's soul: Rooh< thanks>

 

I am through with negotiations, and understand

America: Latins, Black, Asian etc. 

 

May the force be with you< Heba>

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