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Comments about DianneLee Ferguson
I think continually
I was heading south
From such demise
Never knew I had it in me
the master whose whip
On this sorrowful trip
But I knew one day my chance would come
No more to these lashes I will succomb
But I stayed, patiently I waited
For the day has come
I am emancipated.