I Am Just A Person

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Dressed in many colors,
With joy spread cheek-to-cheek.
Embracing my whole culture,
So different and unique.

And I ask how I was made,
From where, from which, from whom.
Finding my true colors;
New traditions I will bloom.

Americans coast-to-coast,
Create our melting pot,
Millions with diversity;
Relatives we long sought.

Within this land of culture,
We see, we learn, we judge.
We pick apart each other.
We sometimes hold a grudge.

But I am just a person;
The same as the whole lot;
For all hold equal beauty,
A skin color I am not





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