My Voice

The dam has been breached, 

the words flow out,

crashing into the world.

I can’t help myself,

I’ve been quiet too long,

those old voices are dead,

as my own shouts out.

Too many try to crush,

the dreams of others,

their own dreams dashed. 

Yet, my voice shouts out,

imperfect as it might be.

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