Your skin is not the same as mine
Your skin is not the same as mine
But you have two ears, a nose, a mouth
You may speak a different language
But we both whisper and sometimes shout
Your culture has merits as well as flaws
You may find mine somewhat strange
I wonder how one can blame another
For the things he cannot change
We both smile when we are happy
We both cry when we’re in pain
Our hearts are much alike
We are all the same
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| Auteur: Marten | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 juli 2006 | ||
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