Langaði að deila með ykkur ljóði sem ég samdi um daginn:

If I build a wall a hundred feet tall, would that keep you in?
If I shackled your feet so you couldn’t leave, would you try and run?
If I promise not to fight, at least tonight, would you stay the night?
If I wore that little dress that you like the best, would you pass my test?
“To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.”