A Cry For My Sisters

Today, as I gazed out the window, I flung it open wide to feel the warmth of the sun on my face, and tears filled my eyes. I lifted my hands to the Heavens and cried—yes, I cried.

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I cried for my sisters who are bound and for those who are free!  I cried for the little girl that lives inside of me.

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I cried for my sisters whose dreams seem so far away but won't quit.  I cried for the sisters whose journey is not finished yet. I cried—yes, I cried! 

I cried for my sisters who were happy and for those who were sad. For my sisters who are good and those who are mad.  I cried for the sisters who could and those who could not. I cried for the sisters who have made it to the top!

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