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Your Call


Nothing will be handed to you

Don’t always expect a redo

Take the opportunity when you see it

Because if not, they will find a better fit

 

Nothing is ever black and white

There will be lies with colors you don’t see at first sight

Nothing is ever simple

But all it takes is a drop to create a ripple

 

All the bad things in society

Will not stop you from being anybody

The harsh world will not be your downfall

It will be your call

 

Your call to make it a better place

Your call to make the unsafest, safe

The cruelty will be what you change

It will be the thing that you will rearrange 

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