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If Only We Could Change...


Red, Yellow, Blue, Green

Flags are nothing but color.

Caucasian, Indian, Islander, African

Skin is not the issue in particular.

Trans, Gay, Straight, Bi

We are all the same.

Blood runs through our veins

What are we trying to gain?

Injustice runs rampant

How about equality?

War makes for gray skies

What are we trying to gain?

Tranquility, Harmony, Unity

Only a long lost dream

Hidden in the shadows of the streams

In a world where there is no peace

I just want to be me.

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