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I wish all the mothers given the insight into your mind
Were granted the choice not to raise you
Given the choice
I wish the napkins in which the words you wrote
To instill hope upon a generation
Was tossed into the bin
There is no pride in bigotry
No love in your intent
Just bigots in power
Seeking to control bodies
Memories of sitting in front of an out-of-tune piano
Forcing a melody
Out of what I thought was ugly and malformed
I wished to wake up somewhere that felt like home
Now I find myself in a place that took decades of fighting for
In honor of those lost
And with love of those still present
Take this world
Make it your own