Colors make us see more
Beyond our lines of vision
Also restricts our thinking
On imaginary distinctions
Yellow, black or white, red
Is the blood flowing in all
Heart cleanses the blood
Focuses overactive bod...
Whether deprived or blessed
Whether hungry or satiated
Your heart beats for one more
Looking after a kindred soul...
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