and the voices continue

crowd not all will be safe

17 years be done and and yet you did not hear bestow upon me your rights

you cannot hide

bestow upon them wealth and there shall be no return

carry  ALL  that cannot walk

They shall inherit what is rightfully theirs

For those who see the light must seek shelter form the darkness

What I see is the sight  I feel for the sight which is mine is blocked by blindness

walk not in the shadows of those which went before you for them the turns were wrongly made

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