Walking hand in hand
With those who have
Strived so hard
Never got the chance
To show the world
What they have.
I have a hope, a prayer
For those
Who too are
My own.
Winners always stand alone
In darkness or in light
They are the ones who
Never gave up a fight.
They shimmered bright
Under a hidden star
Their voices never heard
Their story never told.
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