To fully bloom, flowers need
The support of strong roots...dear.
If YOU keep groaning
About the differences in tastes or races
WE just have to go stray from our final destination.
Look and behold...
This is how
Our nation has been missing
'The Beauty of Diversity'
All are just words...
Instead of shouting at each other
Let's sing together
As a gifted song
In unison
Let's sing it sweet an slow.
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