Loving them can be free,
It can be everything you want it to be,
Through thunder, lightning and the rough sea,
You can be who you want to be.
They bow down with grace,
I look at every worn out face,
They have fought for years,
In hope it won’t end in tears,
They could play a game,
Pretend we’re all one and the same…
But this time we make a stand,
For those who fell into disband,
But the grace it lies, in every man and woman,
The grace is a want for acceptance,
The want to be relived of a lifelong trance.
Loving them can be free,
It can be everything you want it to be,
Through thunder, lightning and the rough sea,
You can be who you want to be.
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