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Apr 2018
After the dust has settled
The battles coming to a close
The final whistle about to be blown
We rise
Against all odds
Against all I'll sentiments
Against all discouragement
We rise

though you wish for us to fall on our faces
To trip over ourselves, and be a disgrace
We climb higher and higher
One foot over the other
Our hands reaching for higher heights
One step at a time
With our goals set, our destination in mind
We rise to claim what's ours
To break the monopoly of power

Against the wind and the rain, we rise
Against the thunder and the flames, we rise
Against the tides, with determination in our eyes, we rise
Against the fury of your despise, we rise
We were born as warriors
Groomed to be solders
blessed with victory from the skies
We were born to *RISE
Soeka laborde
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Soeka laborde  23/F/St. Vincent and the grena
(23/F/St. Vincent and the grena)   
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