Rise.
I rise,
From my knees, from my bondage,
I rise,
Tall and mighty,
I rise,
Like the lark in the morning,
The nightingale at night,
Singing my song.
I rise,
Poor, lonely or ugly,
I rise,
Oppressed, broken, destroyed,
I rise
And become the sun and the stars
And every flower that ever bloomed,
Bloomed first in my heart,
For I held on to my dreams when
The darkness kicked me, I
Held them tight.
And now I rise.
To a new day that has my name,
My face, my still timid smile.
My day.
And on this day I give out my hand
To you my sister, and tell you,
Let’s rise.
Tall and high.
Rise.
Totally brilliant
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Thank you 🙂
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Tall and high, I choose to rise, too💗
Inspiring!
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Thank you 🙂
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Hell yeah! #thefutureisfemale
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Hells yes. Let’s rise together!
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