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Tell the poets to speaklet their inks be heardfor they arent beautitul lharswho's words are pregnantbut the voice to the common Tell the writers to rewritethe deeds of our leaderstell them our fate is in their inksfor they're our hands Let they t
Before I came I was nervous, but I became like a man in worship.I stripped off the shells of my insecurity, and embraced a new vision of surety.I found myself among so many flags, all these different colors and rags.
