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We march.

For the sake of what we are,

we march.

For the nurturing of our souls,the cleansing of our spirits,

we march.

We know no boundaries except for the ones in our hearts.

We cross them.

Appearing lost,

we find ourselves.

Walking,

we thrive.

In obstacles we stumble,

through hardships we walk.

Yet the march,

endures.

We hear, we see, we feel,

the tides of change sweeping us off our feet.

We withstand them.

Defying fate,

we regain faith.

In ourselves, in what we are,

in what we've become.

This is why,

we march.

For us,

no one else.

Here, now,

our march will go on.