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Dreaming of a World.

I dream of a world where a man can walk down the street and not be judged by the color of his skin or the clothes on his back.
I dream of a world where my friends and brothers don’t have to defend themselves against the cruel word of others, but rather laugh along at the humiliation of what a bully really is.
I dream of a world where the hate, the pain and the sacrifice for ones on life to please others, is no more.
I dream of a world, and the world that I dream of is something that is grasping the impossible. I realize and I confide in myself that there are people out there that are only looking to hurt others to make themselves feel higher up on an unwritten food chain in the society we create amongst ourselves.
I dream of a world where I no longer have to stand up for the small guy, but of a world that I have to stand up for a big guy.




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