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Here’s something we all need to know about the color of our skin…
the section that holds the pigment is actually quite thin.

I imagine our creators, after painting the world we were to inhabit in a variety of beautiful hues…decided when it came to creating us…to add a little of color too.

But just a touch of color and I imagine our creators were elated when they realized the beauty of all the colors they created.

I imagine this was the final piece of our creation…the color of our skin…
and knowing how important all the other pieces were is why they made our final piece so thin.

Yes, I. Imagine our creators felt…just like the colors of the flowers, the birds, the sky… the stars…
The color of our skin is but a small fraction of who we are.

I imagine they never imagined that once created…here within…
there would be people whom they created who couldn’t see past the color of one’s skin.

Who allow the color of one’s skin…one infinitesimal fraction of a part…
to block them from discovering what’s in a person’s soul…or see into their heart

If our creators made color only a tiny part of what is you and what is me…
If they didn’t think it was that important…
It makes me wonder…why do we?

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