Every person I see, Reminds me of me. Each one has a different color. Each person can be, as wonderful as can be.
Growing closer ever closer, we connect like the chain, links in the never ending links of our hands.
Each person can be, as beautiful as the sunrise, or the sunset.
The color of a Rainbow is beautiful. The color of Friendship is the same.
We can grow together. We can merge our colors, if we just try.
Today is the day for Future. Tomorrow is the day for now.
We combine all of our colors and grow like the leaves on the trees. Each one is unique, but similar. We can see each one is different. It comes together and shades us, and helps us to feel
We are the colors of the rainbow. We are the colors of us. We are the colors of the world, and we grow together each day
Tomorrow will be the difference we make. Tomorrow will be amazing. We can walk hand in hand together and make the world the best that we can.
The colors of our world are so diverse, but when they come together, they are the best. So grow together and be as one, because this is our world.
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