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Thursday, June 12, 2014
May your courage be carved on monuments.
May your scars be washed in warm milk. May your courage be carved on monuments. May your tears grow into redwoods. May your rage be a fierce wind. May your sex be the open sky. May your heart be a whole mountain. May your stories become the logs That dam the flood of violence And the silence of wood Become the voice of power.