It took eighteen years,
But now we're here.
Fresh and alive,
With no fear.
What is wrong,
Is coming clear,
And great change,
Is drawing near
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
It took eighteen years,
But now we're here.
Fresh and alive,
With no fear.
What is wrong,
Is coming clear,
And great change,
Is drawing near
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