so goes another day. and another day does my heart break. constantly i feel a tug of constant conviction, of restelessness to do something to change this mad world i live in. will i one day have to die for my beliefs? will one day i be able to proclaim the truth, and, in some way, see justice come about? will my tears and my questions produce life-altering effects, those which i cannot yet see?
i can only hope. pray. and believe.
i can only hope. pray. and believe.
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