The forty of us came together for a show, initiated via word of mouth.
Most probably regarded it as another ordinary event... after all, I believed most have did bigger events like NDP, therefore this might be nothing in comparison.
It was only until the final moments: when we stood with our hands hung high in the air, together in one collective entity in our middle of the green field - the pride and passion found in a group of youths coming together and accomplishing this mission is indeed dope shit.
I seen Karen and a few others who cried; thinking that this is the end.
Hell no.
This is but the birth of HR Crew.
We would love to be able to gather everyone back, after the initial struggle to get this set up.
No matter where are we - we will all be connected through our daimoku.
Spiritually, we are really one entity - away but never apart.
You all will always be my brothers and sisters in dance and in faith.
Cheers
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