We look Around.
Listen to Sound.
Everywhere a new Voice.
Anytime, a new Choice.
Everything we do is Different.
We all have our Colors.
One is Blue.
One is Pink.
Yet not all of this is True.
Underneath there is Monochrome.
We all have Similarity,
to Similarity.
No one can Lie.
No one can Hide.
We all ask Why.
We all want to know.
Beneath the Individual colors.
There is Monochrome.
Beneath the Monochrome,
is Individual.
It's a never ending cycle.
We are Different,
because we are not the Same.
And yet,
We are the Same,
because we are Different.
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