The azure colored sky melts into a sea green grass which is under my brown bare feet. A rainbow of life seems to encircle us with a void of brilliance engulf all, but the nothing, which is our sorrow. Wisdom is not black or white, but is a greyed eyed beast that learns from trial and error. To be blind is a blessing for one can see the true colors of the soul which reveals nothing but the truth.
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