In between colors

Of many colors I am combined
into one beam of light
Patiently waiting under the clouds
Until the drizzling stops
One color is beautiful brown
More than just skin
It's my blanket shielding me from the rest of the world
Its how I see things
One color is ravenous red
More than just blood cells
Its my past and future
It's how I have seen things
One color is peculiar pink
More than just finger tips
It's my connection from ignorance to knowledge
Its how I want to see things
The last color is brightening Black
More than just eye color
It's my window to another path

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This poem is about all that describes me through colors.

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