Stop, Halt, Pause.
When people stand up hand in hand
They are not many but, rather, one
A new born feeling cross the land
And only good is done.
When you and I stand together
No line to guide the paint
All vicious storms could whether
And make all evil faint.
When color converges here and there
And voices sound as one
All shades of rainbow would we wear
And never dim the sun.
So let us hold all men alike to rally with our cause
And force all mighty Earth stop, halt, pause.
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