What are you willing....
Life is what is it,
And will be what it is meant to be.
We shouldn't hide,
From allowing all the world to see.
You are imperfectly perfect and thats alright.
But down the guns, we don't need to fight.
Stop taking what is said an twisting it to feed your purpose or intent.
Hate is growing, the devil is content.
I am asking you to be patient, to open your mind.
See everyone has in individual, be color blind.
It won't always be rainbows and unicorn I understand.
But does it have to only be a woman and a man?
Love is love isn't that true?
It shouldn't be wrong just because it is not what you would do.
Today is over, tomorrow is a new
What are you willing to do?
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