Remember
My voice is nothing to you but something to someone else.
My name is something you will always remember is the future.
My color may mean nothing to you,
to someone else it may mean no freedom.
My friends may not be angels,
I love them the way they are.
You may call me names,
your just talking about yourself.
You can take my freedom,
you can't take my heart or my dreams away from me.
My name is something you will always remember is the future.
My color may mean nothing to you,
to someone else it may mean no freedom.
My friends may not be angels,
I love them the way they are.
You may call me names,
your just talking about yourself.
You can take my freedom,
you can't take my heart or my dreams away from me.
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