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True Colors


 

 

 

 

I see my true colors

wash beneath my feet

the beautiful colors

creating a landscape piece.

many people get to know me

it’s truly fascinating.

 

this attitude that people 

are so concerned about 

they love to be around me

I’ve seen this man grown up

how I see things who I can truly b

my true colors painting 

this aesthetic masterpiece.

 

three years from now

I see the change and the journey to the awakening

I sailed on the ocean, found the island

I’ve been searching

learned many new things

and I still continue to keep growing.

 

my true colors contain who I truly am..

 
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