This plentiful society is built upon the broken bones of the unafraid. The ones who weren’t afraid to stand up for what they believe. They weren’t afraid to have their voices heard. The ones who weren’t afraid to be broken and damaged upon the difference of opinions. The ones who let their voices ring out louder letting their message be carried farther than their cries. If it weren’t for their everlasting song encrypted upon our bones, our society would be a sham, a fake of overused prejudices and hate that would dominate the minds of our brilliant. Our new ideas would be molded to fit in the long foraged cutouts of the already known. No matter how hard we would try our thoughts and actions would be mundane. If it weren’t for the self sacrificing people who face danger with a mere carefree glance and the ones who screamed their messaged until the moment they were silenced forever we would be living a life that was nothing more than a muddy facade of something beautiful. It would all be a lie.

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