If I die in police custody, tell my mama I love her.
Tell my sister's not to cry and my brother's to be brave.
If I die in police custody, know that I did not beg for my life.
They did not give it to me, so it's not theirs to take.
If I die in police custody, know that I gave my life willingly.
Know that, in that moment, I was set free.
Know that I died believing in we.
Us.
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