Kick racism out of football
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When will it stop?
When will it cease?
My heart will break,
It will shatter into a thousand pieces;
My soul will flee,
It will run to the end of eternity,
My body will weep,
It will cry a million tears,
Before it ends.
For why am I separated?
Degraded to a nothing
All for the colour of my skin?
Even as I triumph
I am beaten,
Even as I love
I am hated.
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