Colors of life
Are the essence of variety
If my color stops
My soul will cease to live,
Without life's colors
There would be no love
Just a ramblin' on
Of substance,
The walls would be
A permanent covering
With a planet of
Disengaged moving characters,
Life is the color gray
People fill in the circle.
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