aura blinding my sight
drowning from thoughts
within
Yet from within these
thoughts do come
I think there for I am
for blinded from sight
All still have the right
to be what they are
and so can become
So upright so I do stand
percieved as a fight please
miss not understand
To have the right
and chance unto me
have a chance to be as I am
For some deserve
much more than two
These solom words
are spoken for you
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