Diversity Means...


 Love and hate, lies and fate. A line divides us through sex through race. No one should be angered for how people are made. Everyone is different in their special way. They stand up, or give in to submission. They fight, or abandon the mission. No one is completely the same. Some have common beliefs while some just don't believe.  Some choose to stay, while some would rather leave. On the outside a line divides us, but the color on our skin should not define us. It's all about what's inside us. I see us all as perfectly unique. I see united as we all should be. You can't choose who we are. But we can choose who we want to be.      


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