Freeverse 308
4/21/20
my son put a dozen or so colorful disks on the ground you know, those snake fireworks that don't actually make fire or sound red, black, green, and blue he observed after they were burnt through that they were all the same color they are not so different from us, I uttered we twist around on the ground of life sometimes in pain yet inside our color covers we are all made of stuff that's the same we cleaned the driveway up with a few sweeps and I searched for paper for this thought to keep
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