It took an hour. An hour and a lifetime.
The tongue of the words spoken, nonexistent to those unknown, tripping inside and outside the United Kingdoms, rose their hooves in salute to bring unity amongst more than this.
Dolls. Broken dolls, loved dolls, hugged, lost, borrowed and cornered.
We are the world.
And we’re ready to kill right-winged bigots with just a description of our situation.