One Love

Why hate when we could all be friends? The story never really ends! The good vibes that the circle sends Will be received to make amends. Heart of love to all the best. Our souls are one before we rest. We're born clean slates thrown to the mess, And hatred sinks inside our chests. We found peace before the storms That wrinkled faces cause to form. Are we the mouthpiece for the hate? We must improve each other's fate! We hold your hand and lead the way. This somberness is swept away! To have support means all the world To sad little boys and lonely little girls.

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