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Sep 2013
Sitting down looking at the screen.
What is there to see, what is there to find
Just words written coming out of nowhere
a feeling of desperation
A breathe taken away
A sign telling that it can change it all
A lift of voice
simple rising from the ashes
that is who Ill be someday
A voice coming form nowhere and everywhere
A voice of freedom and true liberty
A voice of triumph because i chose to believe
in ONE REAL GOD and not the one that society has made.
The voice
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The voice  Wisconsin
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