Why is there is hate?
Neither go hand in hand
And neither needs to be discussed or in a debate
It’s fashionable to be horrible
I don’t get that feeling or saying
I am a child of god
Therefore a good imagine attempting to portraying
I am a better person following a faith
I rather not hurt or say damning things
We are all different, I know
Then why do we celebrate Christmas withgoid tidings it brings.
I miss my loves
I miss my foes
I wish no harm on either
God has the final answer, where his son encountered the blows
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