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To be brave.


We are all born afraid.

Our first moments in this life

are not filled with hope.

We are afraid of what lies ahead

with not courage

 

As we age the fear doesnt leave.

we stand trembling.

We watch evil occur,

and we are afraid we will stand

alone.

 

Why can't we be brave

were it counts?

Why can't we stand for

the right?

 

If I could change one thing,

I would make the world brave.

 

Brave to stand in the right, even if alone.

Brave to speak the truth in a world of lies.

Brave to carry the cause to wherever it needs to be.

 

Brave to make this world what it should be,

and not be content with what the world is.

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