No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother. — Michael Franti
No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother. — Michael Franti
No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother. — Michael Franti
No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother. — Michael Franti
No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother. — Michael Franti
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No life's worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother.

— Michael Franti
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