A Voice

My own silence most terrifies me

While freedom is my savior

We must close our eyes

Rise above the noise

And speak louder than blockades

I need my voice to say no

I need my voice in highs and lows

I need my voice to defend

I need my voice to play pretend.

And for those who suffer with no voice

We must grant this human choice.

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