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Nov 2014
Ever since I was young I was never enough and I fell under the radar of your disrespect towards women, yet I myself was not anywhere near a woman. A ***** yet only 11 because bra straps showed and I had an opinion.
My voice was made to cross mountains and echo in thoughts of those too blinded by hatred to ever open their minds.
My voice was made to inspire the young minds of beautiful girls pushed down and limited by society's standards.
My voice may not always be strong and loud and it may not be heard 800 miles away but my voice is existent and my voice will change lives and my voice will allow comfort into hearts that have never felt acceptance.
I was not blessed with a voice to speak ignorance, I was not blessed with a mind to keep it closed.
Courtney
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   Naomi Sullivan
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