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Colors


Green, yellow, purple, blue

There are so many colors to choose

Who are you and who am I

Can we see eye to eye

What you want to see

And what I want to be

Is not a mystery

 

Blue, gold, silver, grey

I want to be myself today

Who are you to tell me how

Here and now

I will believe

Believe, not deceive

And I can finally see

Who I want to be

 

White

What is there left to fight

You are you

But are you true

I am me

And I am free

There is nothing to live up to

Because I am not you.

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