my choice
I want to change someone's life into beautiful,
I want to believe all people can be humble.
To move the world with just one voice,
before I die that would be my choice.
To grasp the hearts of others,
So we can turn the world into the vision of our founding fathers.
To hold hands as one,
We will forever rise with the sun.
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