Different is only one way to describe,
Two people who don't always...
Feel the same vibes.
Some fall to the left,
Some fall to the right—
That shouldn't imply that we all need to fight.
How can one half rejoice—
At the other half's plight?
How can we all move on—
With such hatred in sight?
For a world so divided,
There's no happy end.
We must reach out across,
Grabbing them by the hands.
We must open our ears,
And our hearts.
Understand?
So join me today—
& let's start a new trend.
Here's to a future of unlikely friends.
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