People I have loved with every pulse of my heart since even before I was that chubby-cheeked five-year-old, standing on a picket line holding a sign I couldn't read.
as pessoas que eu tinha amado com cada batida do meu coração ainda antes de eu ser aquela bochechuda de olhos azuis com cinco anos, de pé, num piquete, com um cartaz que eu não sabia ler.