Open the gates
And let me in
Put down your shield
Leave your arrows in their sleeve
Set your army free
Surrender
Unlock your door
And let me pass
I am here
Handing out my keys
Because I tore down my walls
And I own nothing
Because I meet myself in everyone
Set your servant free
Surrender
Your hatred
That speaks in whispers
In open fields
And roars in cages
G. Flores
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