We are Born without knowing

We are Born without knowing White from Black.

Blue from Red.

Green from Yellow.

Trusting that as we Grow,

We are being Taught the right Name for them.

But I was Taught it was Blue.

You came along and told me it was Red.

Suddenly, it became as Beautiful as a Lilac Sky.

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