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Jun 25
If I be silenced, let my clothes speak.
If I be stripped of my clothes, let my tattoos speak.
If my tattoos be erased, let my hair speak.
Let them speak of what I've been through. What the generations before me have been through.
Let them speak of how we were once oppressed. Of how we have risen over our oppressors and taken some of the rightful places in society.
Let them speak of the struggles we've been through, and the revolutions that are yet to come.
For I? I will not be silenced.
Grace Summers
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Grace Summers  18/F/Somewhere
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