Poetry

Inner voices seeking freedom in a world with no freedom , to be me..
In a world with just wanna bes and make believes
No freedom of speech , no freedom ..
No freedom to be me.
In a world where you’re only in it alone.
Slay me not …
They fought for our rights , but why?
Nothing has changed. They still look at us the same.

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One of my original poems written by yours truly – Me.

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