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and i love you for that, ruby, my dear . . .

and i love you for that, ruby, my dear . . .

| June 16, 2014

© 2014, omowale-ketu oladuwa “i don’t know who i would be if i weren’t this child from harlem, this woman from harlem. it’s in me so deep.” —ruby dee, 1924-2014                                                          mother-sister, from striver’s row […]

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