Regardless
My country ‘tis of thee –
Simply,
not that simple.
One plus one,
Is two.
Two is love.
Regardless.
Colors are beautiful.
Shades that make us
different
make us
the same.
Regardless.
Rules set in paper
not stone,
are meant to be rewritten
And rebuilt.
Regardless.
A person is a person.
Regardless.
We are one in the same.
Yet,
the idiosyncrasies between us—
Are what make us beautiful.
Regardless.
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