Yellow

As the music plays, the only way to feel again is let love in. Can't you see it? Smiles contagiously shine. Ecstatic bliss overwhelms hearts. Consciences brighten with what is right. The color yellow glistens on the faces of the world. If only we let love in. As the music plays, if you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change. If we remove the blindfold darkness has placed over our eyes, there we will find love. The blind fold the world has tied. We finally look away from the crowd and look up at the sunshine. Bursting with yellow. It shines with bliss and flourishes through the crowd with immeasurable hope. Can't you see it? Make that change. This is what yellow means to me.        

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