Identity

You know who I am and what I like

I know you who are and what you like

Our friendship is strong

So why do others want to make us something we are not?

We don’t want to change them

Why does our identity frighten them?

Their identity does not scare us

What is it in us that is immoral?

We find nothing immoral in them

Can’t we be us and they be them?

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