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Earth's Canvas


Colors dripping down the canvas Blending into a solid line A gentle breeze rushing the drops To one side Then the crosswind Brushing the drops to the other A pattern of nature A pattern of color The soft touch of many hands Brushing the drops away To form one line A line where all colors come together From the sands of Mexico Across the globe To Europe, Asia, Africa, America There are artists of all kinds Who know the secrets of their art The blending of the colors The touch of their hands To form one beautiful color Made up of all the colors All the unique colors that define who we are One color that brings us all together They paint blue and green The earth we live in But it is our job to create the other colors The colors that fill the earth The colors that blend to make us one. One human race.
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