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By Street Cries
We are the sounds of the unheard
We are the masters of words
We are the cries of streets
We are the voices of unique
We are the pain unleashed
We are the change that must be
We are the blame of increase
We are the names of non weak
We are the frame of non sleep
We are the rain for heat
We are the meat that feeds
We are the hearts that bleeds
We are the ones that lead
We are the expression of grief
We are the definition of verbal concrete
We are the repetition of no defeat
We are the opposite of discreet
We are the ones that speak urban poetry
