No one is ordinary,
But some specialty
Is there in each one.
Each one is earth
But with universal form.
So many colors
Are there in each one,
white, red, yellow
And also each one is black.
Treat each carefully,
Dear friends, each one
Is yours near and dear
And inseparable from
You, the truth.
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