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I have a million journals I have a million pasts I have a million tears to cry I have a million laughs A million is too many and Much less would be too bare I'd have a million minus one Identities to share If I decide to whisper And never let it out I'd let a billion people down Our voices need to SHOUT. A raised hand would be wasted Our integrity ignored A question never answered Could have saved our lives and more. So when you stand, Stand proudly You've a million things to prove And when you speak Speak LOUDLY! Make the whole world bow. to. you.