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To right the wrong I took a stand
I stood shoulder to shoulder hand in hand

To right the wrong I gave up my privacy
Yet in that moment I lost all intimacy

To right the wrong you saw my scars
The tears of despair cried deep in my heart

To right the wrong I removed the mask
Subjecting myself to questions no one should be asked

To right the I spend each and every day
Taking the attacks then turning away.