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In this book the author Jacqueline Amos, delays a message, through short stories of southern folk tales, I was deprived of myself of my own body, soul, and spirit, and I am free only because I succeeded in escaping the clutches of the man who claimed me as his property, within the darkness of his adventures, the light appeared upon my face, Remembering the words of the almighty no weapons shall form against you, through my thermals and extensions of un reprisal detention, I reclaim my self from the singulars of destruction, made my escape into emancipation, a free state, and it is a pleasing coincidence the survival of the land call beast anthology, I stood at the walls of reimbursement, in the Royal Chambers of deliverance, in the stroll of emancipation of inheritances, yet I sing not the song of slavery, I was never a slave, I was emancipated through my mothers womb, and injected by my fathers seed call roots, and combining my historical roots,