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Whats right is right.


Marching, stomping as signs are raised. We wont stop, they cant keep us back. Joined together young, old, some white most black. Its a hard world but we continue to push thru. Nothing will break us. No one will stop us. This isn't over till we say its over. This isn't over till I say its over. This isn't over till you see what's right! We stand on our feet, rain or shine, fight for what's deep in our hearts We know their wrong and we are right. This isn't just for us but for the future, the next generation. So that they wont hang their head, so they can rise, like every morning sun. Proud of who they are. They wont see a difference in skin, they'll know right from wrong. People are people We should all get along.
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