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heavy was the crown of chains meant to keep their bodies down, but their spirits soon will rise.
They were invisible men. Numbers and not names. They had lost the privilege of being seen, existing on the periphery from the rest of the world, lost and forgotten.
Every day the world reminded him, both directly and subtly, that because he was black his life held different rules, and Jesse behaved the way he did in defiance of this reality.
For black girls, terrors lurked everywhere.
what Mira learned that day was how easy it was to let someone convince you of their truth instead of believing in your own.
Choosing to end themselves rather than go back, because at least death would be at their own hand, and there was freedom in that choice, and they would be free.
To marvel at the twisted limbs of the surrounding trees, their branches climbing toward the sky, toward their heaven, and not see lynching trees.
Memories always dimmed after their creation,
They made beauty out of nothing and wore it like the finest jewels.
before the snuff of recognition there stood a brief glimmering moment in which they understood that a person’s hold could not last forever.

