World of How it Seems

The sky is blue and the ocean is white. The grass is purple, but at night it's pink. The clouds are neon yellow, and the sun is crystal clear diamonds. The world is never as it seems. So why don't you create the world as it seems to you. Creating your world would make everything awesome. Creating yourself would make you awesome.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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