Coming Together

December 9, 2008
A distinction of color,
Forever it has been,
We hope it fades,
Fading is what we wish,
Yet it keeps blotching up,
Two very distinct sides,
To mesh in the middle to make a common,
The ground is the same,
But the color we see,
Colors are there,
Cherish them as they are,
For they are unique,
Soon to be ordinary.

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