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Mar 2021
My existence is protest.
Where I am placed in a world,
Built to oppose, oppress me.
Yet I smile,
I own my body,
And my words.
Where there are people that oppose my independence,
My being,
I will work harder,
And speak louder.
My existence is protest,
My laughter revolution.
There are so many categories of people that exist in the world that are sadly put down because of who they are, because of race, religion, gender, sexuality, etc. Never let anyone doubt your validity and humanity, and speak loud, take up space.
Written by
Lucia Urreta  United States
(United States)   
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   shamamama
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