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THIS IS GOING TO GET REAL

THIS IS GOING TO GET REAL

Thirty to Forty years into the future from our choices of today...

​​​​​​I don't know what you would be able to say...

​​​​​​You made your insults, you accepted the change...

You accepted the lies...

You argued against the truth...

Not everyone will be guilty but, yet we will be...

​​​​sparrowsong

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Neville

I simply could not agree more .. I already fear for my grandchildren :(

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

My Granddaughter lives in a State that doesn't have Grandparents rights...

​​​​​​If I try to talk to her she was told that I'm evil and that I'm a liar...

​​​​​​We had a bond that I didn't think would be broken...

Now, she barely says 3 words...

The last time I heard her laugh was 4 years ago...

I have to remember I can't say Granddaughter...

They don't want me to say she anymore...

When she grows a beard I will stop...

​​She's very withdrawn...

Failing a lot of classes...

​​​​​​She was on the honor roll for years...

Not anymore...

I'm sorry this went as far as you...

I understand your worry...

​​​​​Maybe, you can get through to yours and not be seen as evil or a liar...

Transphobic...

Hateful...

A Bigot...

Whatever words they use to describe people like you and me...

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

sparrowsong

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