Alone, one flower,
no matter its power,
isn't as powerful as a field.
But a field that only one kind of flower yield
isn't as beautiful as a pallet.
With it, you are struck with the power of a mallet.
You see for yourself the beauty of it all.
Because alone you will fall.
But with a cornucopia of friends
the possibility never ends.
The possibility to make the world a better place
to set down and secure a base
for which it will all be built
a foundation without guilt,
without anger, without hate.
a foundation that will help us appreciate
what we have on this little marble out in space.
So, do you part to make it a better place.
Join hands and sing,
with love conquering.
Because this world is all we have to show
what all it is that we know.
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