The light rises and
The darkness, it disappears
Love enters, hate leaves
Posted in response to the challenge Martin Luther King.
The light rises and
The darkness, it disappears
Love enters, hate leaves
Posted in response to the challenge Martin Luther King.
Sometimes I imagine
That my life is a movie
Each scene belongs to a song
Each song to a scene
Sometimes I let myself
Just float in the music
Red
White
And Blue
The colors of America
We parade down the streets
Covered in these colors
I wonder what our parade will look like
This year
Will we parade with joy
Celebrate tragedies
Love is an open door?
All you need is love?
Love story?
I know that feeling
A bit differently
Not quite what the song was intended for
But I know of love
That opens doors
The love that is
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