My family are immigrants from the Dominican Republic. People love it over there. But when people think of Dominican Republic all they think about is our food, baseball players, cab drivers, boxers, and resorts. But we are more than a stereotype. We are strong, beautiful people just like everyone else.
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hey Michael, i enjoyed your poem and its relatable!
I love how you hold pride to the culture!