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Nov 2015
at one time, we were all migrants
we had a dream and tried to find it
the torch of freedom was our light of guidance
we might have died if our cries were silenced

their dream relies on our compliance
we can't decline the reasons behind it
hear their cries and let them find an alliance
they're just trying to escape the violence
America was built by migrants...i say, let them come...
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
(54/M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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