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Feb 2020
Listen to your dreams
God bless you
Miss America
I’m tearing at this pavement
Because the pain in these streets
And the family’s suffering
Ecos in my heart
So sore like a needle
Why does it seem to run in our gens
Cold blooded ******
Miss America
You’ve agreed
It’ll take us
We the people
To open minds
Hearts
And doors
But will you open your heart
To me
The world
To yourself
Step up
Get Up
“We the people”
Written by
KelvinG  22/M/Seattle Wa
(22/M/Seattle Wa)   
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     ---, Pearl B and Mohan Sardarshahari
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