Why then are people not honored and admired like flowers, or meadows, or desserts, or oceans?
Why does the color of a person's skin, or the shape of his eyes, or the texture of his hair make him either valuable or inconsequential? Why do we see a person's skin before we see the person within?

Raised to respect all people and their customs, I raised my children the same way, and they are certain to raise their children in that way.
Give the world a chance to blossom and grow without hate, prejudice or fear.
Let our natural instincts take us to the right place.
Let us think with our hearts, and lead with love.
Children see only love until taught differently.

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