Step forward.

Freedom.
Peace .
Love .
Truth .
Step forward.
Sister's of hope ,who dies in hearts everyday ,so never laid to rest, pain of lies makes his Dagger felt . 

Daughters of Desperation and Determination, your roll is paramount.

What armor do you wear , what's hidden in the locks of your hair . 

Freedom replied . I have a bow .

Peace spoke next .
I have a plait to wind and bind things together. 

Love the most beautiful sister, smiled . I have a crown of magic.

And you little truth , the inquirer asked. 
(What do you have in your hair ?)
I have curls, black like ash and I carry all who are here ,all who still care and I can be anywhere.
People don't recognize me ,call me ugly, say I can set them free . 
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We'll see . 

Stop mucking around the inquirer demanded .

Again I ask truth .
What is in your hair ?. 

A ribbon ,  a beautiful ribbon, for there is a ribbon of truth everywhere. 
As well as a locket of my hair .

Step forward then for theirs no steps back . 
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