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What You're Entitled To


Society.

A wicked, judgemental group of people.

From discrimination to gay rights, we are still people.

We eat, breathe, love, laugh, and live.

Doesn't everyone?

Some people are so against a race or sexual orientation, 

That they kill.

I am not against any race, 

For I see no color.

I am not against any sexual orientation,

I accept people for who they are.

Their preference of a male or female

Is not my choice.

It's theirs.

 

 

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