color blind

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Darkness all around me. When I was young the doctor told me I had become color blind. I didn't know what to say but at least my doctor was kind. I ran outside to see the sky I knew to be blue
If only we were color blind… The hurt, The pain, The feeling of being the undeserving, or The inferior would disappear.
I’m color blind What can I say? Under the sun’s rays We are all the same. Black or white Does it truly matter? Rosa Parks was right She knew better.
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