Last Note for the Fighters

I am facing yet another war, and I know you are too.

So please know,

This battle is worth fighting for you.

I rather be loved by the outcasted,

Then to be hated by the royalty.

But I will always be a princess suited in metal armor.

I promise to hold your hand and clense you of your wounds,

I promise to always listen, validate, and accept you no matter what weight, age, color, size, sexuality or diagnosis.

I promise to always fight for your safe haven to become the world you live in.

Even if you do not think you are worth it,

I always will.

Equality for all,

Or equality for none.

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