Anything But Invisible
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Last published Wed, Jul 8, 2015
I am not the only one who sees themselves as invisible and voiceless. There are so many who remain faceless and all they wasn't is to be seen. I may not even see them, but I know that they are there. Why wouldn't I give the small army around me their own thundering voice?
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