Open your eyes


Oh how great it wold be;

if we all lived to be free.

I could look at the sky,

not wanting to cry.

The acceptance is blissful-

not just what some call "sinful".

Open your heart,

and make a new start.

You control your own world,

and see what can be unfurled.



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