[ Bob Marley and The Wailers ]

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“(…) Every time I hear the crack of a whip
My blood runs cold
I remember on the slave ship
How they brutalize our very Souls
Today they say that we are free
Only to be chained in poverty
Oh, My God, I think it’s illiteracy
It’s only a machine that makes money (…)”

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