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In the kindom of hearts, we stand side by side,

Not bound by a crown, nor a king’s lofty pride.

Our realm is built with the threads of our care,

In the warmth of each soul, a love we all share.

The walls aren’t of stone, but of compassion’s embrace,

Where laughter and kindness fill up the space.

No throne to sit high, no riches to claim,

Just a kindom of kinship, where all find their name.

Here, power is tender, and justice is light,

Where every hand reaches to lift what’s in sight.

We are rulers, not by might, but by the love that we sow,

In the kindom of hearts, where true freedom will grow.

So let us build bridges, not castles of stone,

In a world of our making, where no one’s alone.

A kindom of unity, of spirit and soul,

Where kindness is currency, and hearts make us whole.


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