In the beginning I was created and brown is the hue given to me as the tag of my origin sparkling with the glitter of gold and bronze Jewels in my Melanin covered frame
I shall be the complex factor that connects all attributes of life to possess the canvas of visual enchanting blue seas and grey mountains as we climb the heights of the journey of Teal under paths to black and red shadows in the face of purple flowers whispering the words live together for we are one in the wheel of vivid yellows and orange desires of green coins
Build mold and become
The hope
Rainbow that signifies a destructive end will never be
You are the white to my black
The grey to the pink laughter of my heart that we shelter each other from storms
Rainbows tie the dreams of hope and humanity together with living growing silver lines in the sky
As we stand in the sands of time the clock turns into the measuring mixing bowl of sexuality race and religion
Where the colors of our being is the colors of life working in mastering each color with precise design of a rainbows manifestation With colors reviving themselves Over and over again


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