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Different yet Same.

Your hands maybe black or white, 
But we bleed the same red blood



Your faces maybe black or white, 
But our tears flow the same 



You maybe be American or German, 
But our hearts beat the same 



You maybe rich or poor, 
But our poop is the same 
We maybe different by nature
But our hearts felt the same pain pwhen MH370 was lost.
We felt the same pain when people went missing. They didn't tell us if they were Hindu or Muslim, they were just people. Same emotions, same world, just different opinions. 



You may say Te Amo or Ich Liebe dich, 
But the love we feel is the same 
You may say Tshus or ciao, 
Goodbyes don't hurt less or more. 
You may be a man or a woman, 
But a kid can't be born without either of you. 
You may be Russian or Japanese,
But the happiness and joy among people at arrival gates is the same. 



You may wear a saree or a bikini,
But our body parts are the same. 
Your hands may be black or white, 
But we crave the same things 
Money, family, love. 
You may die today or live forever, 
But our souls are invincible. 

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