standupforwhatyoubelievein

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Dear Uncle Sam and The People Who Use Us
I don't know what to think of you. I used to hate you. Then I relied on you. Now- I need you.The thing is you made us need you.
Beautiful Flower Within a Realm of Weeds
Raped, beaten, yelled at, threatened I still keep my head up high Ditched, cursed, bullied, shunned I still say good morning every time you walk by I am a strong woman  
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