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Columbine

We are not a fragile flower,
We are the rebels with the power.
We stand together as the chosen.
Revolutions - we stand as one.

We reach for the azure sky,
helping each other we can fly.
Silver stars within our grip,
We will reach our dreams or slip.

If we fall we will stand.
Our dreams in our own hand.
An immortal flower at heart,
With a rebel soul, a new start.

Pride filled hearts guide our way,
To a bright and stronger day.
Own own lives we shape and form,
so we can take the world by storm.





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