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Not Afraid


Big people, loud voices argue in unison. I squint up at angry Shining wet faces through the bright beaming sun. They are yelling, screaming, demanding, marching. I am surrounded, yet i am not afraid. Ive been tagged along with pride, attached tightly to my mothers grasp the whole long day. This is powerful, this is different, this is a new beginning. Thats all i know. I dont understand to vote, i dont know segregate. I do know this is power. I do know this is togetherness. So i am not afraid
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