Barefoot souls on winding roads,
Dreamers where the wildflowers grow,
Tie-dye skies and hearts that glow,
Chasing peace the world won't know.
Tambourines and whispered tunes,
Dancing under silver moons,
Braids of daisies, sweet perfume,
Living life in endless bloom.
They speak of love, they preach of light,
Painting rainbows through the night,
Fighting wars with songs and smiles,
Walking free for miles and miles.
Oh, children of the sun and sea,
Keepers of wild, untamed glee,
May your spirits always be
The roots of hope, the winds of free.
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