Our heads are to the ground
But our fists are held up high.
Society tends to push us down,
But our pride still touches the sky
Our victory is well known;
We allowed our dreams to fly
We have all equally shown
Greatness is beyond the naked eye.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 7:55 AM UTC
Our heads are to the ground
But our fists are held up high.
Society tends to push us down,
But our pride still touches the sky
Our victory is well known;
We allowed our dreams to fly
We have all equally shown
Greatness is beyond the naked eye.
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