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May 2016
This is for the weak
The ones afraid of the light, the ones tortured by sound.
Unable to walk, unable to see, unable to hear.
But this will not stop us, for the weak, we rise,
For the weak, we speak.
We will shout for those who are afraid.
We will stand for those crippled and mute.
Together we can help each other
Like we're supposed to
Race, Religion, Sexuality, none of these matter
We are all human
Each and every one of our lives are precious and beautiful.

I will help
*One step at a time.
Andrea Vasquez
Written by
Andrea Vasquez  GA,USA
(GA,USA)   
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