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Hey, Samoa warrior, You’re here, smiling, All seems well.
Your son’s here too, Thriving, like I will After some rest.
Need my feet up.
Lots of men here with Lots of backgrounds. Differences unseen by most.
By the way, I know You’re no Samoa native, No warrior true.
But labels stick for now.
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