My Rights: The Voices Within

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Amidst the silent whispers of the night,
I hear the echoes of my rights,
Like stars that pierce the veiled sky,
They shine with an unwavering light.

Through shadows cast by walls unseen,
My voice emerges, clear and keen,
For every heart that dares to dream,
Must fight through every silent scream.

The chains that bind are forged by fear,
Yet freedom’s song is always near,
In every breath, in every tear,
Our rights are what we hold most dear.

So let the courage in us rise,
To claim the truth, dispel the lies,
With every step, we realize,
Our rights are written in the skies.

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