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Jun 2014
With our heads held high
Our shoulders maintained straight
With our spirited and non-vacant eyes
We have fought for freedom of expression
We've expelled liabilities from torture
Yet there remains a sense of unfinishedness
A feeling that there is more to be done
Than our consciences give way to
A way of life that our guides
Have yet to teach us

And still knowing all this
I chose you with your chestnut eyes
Your hair that coverts your face
Hiding from the outside world
Believing to conceal their vision
When it is yours you crop out too...
Bianca J Cortez
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