Life of letters
I thought they were jumbled letters on a page
we thought we could fight of the descrimination with our blind rage
But I have found I am not just defined by a word or a phrase
I am of life, and life is of me
If we could use these letters to free
if we could see
That these letters are of life, and our life is of letters
then everyone could learn that life is far better
when we love each letter equally
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