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The spectrum of colour is endless.
There are so many hues and wavelengths in our sexuality and gender.
They are fluid in their dynamics.
Shearing, cutting and soothing — there are many treasures to be had.
Life can strike heartaches and pain,
But this can also be our gain.
We shine so brightly for the love of the brother, the sister, they and them.
We are a Kaleidoscope of lights in the sky.
Immense and beautiful, a rainbow of colours illuminating a sombre sky.
We are the volcano glowing in the night sky.
We are the passions of the heart burning bright.
We smoulder with intensity.
We are so that others can be and will be.
We walk tall, even when they try to put us down.
We are a sparrow’s songs, sweet and saccharin, fragile and strong.
We are the sour and the bittersweet, the fruits of the tamarind tree.
From the young to the old, we carry hearts of gold.
Nothing is more precious than the human soul set free to be whom they want to be.
