My Voice

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My Voice 

 

The sound shut out for so long 

Try to tell myself it doesn't matter 

My voice is so little 

Weak 

No bigger than the flicker of light 

on the wick of a candle. 

But that flicker of light can 

start a powerful fire

And so can my voice. 

 

I'm speaking for the people who 

Have been through so much 

And feel they have no voice. 

Because they do. 

Let that flicker of light burn bright 

And speak volumes. 

Because my voice matters- 

And yours does too. 

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