Fading Dream
Let me speak.
Speak.
I wish to speak the words of a free man.
Is he free?
Free.
What is does it mean to be free?
He dreamed a dream.
Dream.
His dream greater than any other dream.
He fought a nation with words.
Words.
His words more powerful than a loaded gun.
Night is dark.
Dark.
The color of his skin.
We share one heartbeat.
We are the same.
But...Have we completed the dream?
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