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Here Me Roar

Here Me Roar

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Poetry
It's for the blood shed that I roar. You've heard it. I know you have. The still small voice in your mind telling you to go back, to look back. The voice that is calling you to help when you are powerless to stop the pain you see. It's called a conscience. And it's roaring.
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