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"Where was inequality," thought the author, when she hadn't yet looked around her. But then she did, and now she asks others to "step out my love, because the world needs one more rebel!"
“Where was inequality,” thought the author, when she hadn’t yet looked around her. But then she did, and now she asks others to “step out my love, because the world needs one more rebel!”
For a long time,
I used to think
Everything was good
In my small happy world
Or, let’s say
In my protective shield
But, no my friend.
There’s everything of it.
A lot of it.
It’s started to hurt me
Now I don’t just think
And that’s when you start noticing
The miseries of the world
Which hurt you
Day by day
Hour by hour
If you also believe
Like my former self
That everything’s good
And needs no change
Then step out my love
Because the world needs
One more rebel
One more me
One more you.
A version of this was first published here.
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