Not red, white or blue
But I want all black.
I want all black,
I know all fear black,
I know black is the only truth.
I know of black everything
And everyone is there.
But the thing is
Why count colour!
Something I want is love,
And love has no colour.
Love hopes everything
Everywhere good, and
With love, we all get stronger.
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