Rainbows

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Rainbows – but I think only I can see them
Maybe it’s these glasses
Everyone says they’re rose colored
And maybe they are

But I see every color
Every color of every sunset
I see the pink, the orange, the joy
I see the purple, the blue, the melancholy
And I see it all fade to absolute blackness

But even then I know that in the morning
I will see every color of the sunrise
All these colors that are like one to me
The color of life
And I never want to take these glasses off.

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Story

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I saw you, and I saw a story.

 

So many things brought you here today, just as they brought me.

I picture your history – filled with love and pain and the determination that led to the breaths you now draw.

And it seems to me that the souls you harbor beneath those shells of a body aren’t altogether that different.

 

I saw you, but I didn’t ask you for your story.

For I imagine it is much like my own.