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 For those of us who think we know what love is and in our minds we have no doubt here’s a little something to stop and think ab... [read more] |
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We met him at the Pride Parade joining all those who came there to unite… He was wearing a blue denim dress and carrying a flag in co... [read more] |
 And perhaps it hasn’t ended—perhaps it only changes shape.Like dew, those words returnin cycles: evaporating, yes,but rising to gathe... [read more] |
 Verse 1 Blind obedience To their orange Fuhrer They must stay trueTo them there isNothing wrong That he can do As long as he is happyAn... [read more] |
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Verse 1Two leadersOne beautifulBrave and strongAnd the otherA spoiled bratWho thinks he's GodHe campaignedOn no new warsWhile not hesitating... [read more] |
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Verse 1Volodymyr ZelenskyyA man of the people For the peopleNo matter what He and his countryAre made to faceHe faces it with themAlways fig... [read more] |
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Verse 1Ignorance The willful blindnessOf the truthStaring right at themScreaming at and mocking themDestroying their livesAs they continue t... [read more] |
 There was a young woman named Heather Who couldn't decide whether She'd go with the flow Or walk to and fro Heather, get your act toge... [read more] |
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When will the cutain drop and put a stop to the archival footage revealing itself at such a rapid rate that I'm to think it mu... [read more] |
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"Orbit Claimed" You ask me to please don't run Yet twist the axis beneath my feet. Demand light from a dimmed sun As though I... [read more] |
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Today I’m grateful that to be on the same page as Elliot Page and wish more people could see the world through his/their eyes… ... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to take pride in the fact that we are all human sisters and brothers…. And blessed to understand being human is sim... [read more] |
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We went to the Haywood County Pride Day celebration where it was wonderful to see all the people In Waynesville, North Carolina... [read more] |
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"Rusted Edges, Burning Gears" The gears don't just turn; they gnash—teeth of industry, blood-stained from forgotten hands. Whisper... [read more] |
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Following its only possible direction, that droplet of SweetStuff, his core's confection for his BoyFriend, seeks to be hung on his BoyFrien... [read more] |