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My pallet is neutral,
the subdued colors of soil and Earth.
You glide over me unaware
And simply walk with confidence.
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Until things quake
And a fissure appears
You become too frightened to look up at your rainbow.
You fall back into old habits of watching your every step.
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But you need not be so cautious,
the fissure is only imagined.
I remain solid and strong,
terra firma.
I am your ally.
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My pallet is neutral,
the subdued colors of soil and Earth.
You need not acknowledge or even know me,
Only trust that I am beneath you
And continue on your journey.

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