Misfit Republic

A dance, a song, a hand raised high

We’re not afraid to show what’s true

A story, a photo, a thousand voices joined

We’re not afraid to see our reflections


We’re no longer in a sepia world

Of discoloured vision and prejudice

We’re no longer caged without freedom

In the abyss of misunderstandings


So clasp my fingers, hold my hand

A united front, we’ll take a stance

A common goal and a shared vision

Fastened words, linked heart

Raise your glass and celebrate

Because this is just the start


Don’t look away now, stay by my side

The tumbling world’s lying at your feet

Your words are your weapons

Just take your pick

Because we’re just perfect puzzle pieces

In a misfit’s republic

The End

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