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Libre


Watch how the masses rally and pound, making the ground Shake, United by one banner, the Latin Americans marching like a Hispanic earthquake Reminiscing the past lives of their lost love ones, not forgetting they were once trap, like caged doves, Look at the raising of the multiple flags, each supporting their colors with forgiving Love. View the people as they walk across to the promise land. Pray for them, hope the time comes when they finally receive God's hand. Look within their eyes and watch how the fire burn with the graceful light, Feel their hand tense and clench, ready themselves for the fight. Hear and listen to the chanting of their faithful ways, The time has come, this is their day. As they see their moment unraveling in the sky, Recognizing what their marching for, it's no lie. So come with me and I show you what I mean, People standing together like nothing you have ever seen. Jose Gomez
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