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Color

What is color A useless word color can not speak color can not walk color can not judge so why judge me for the color of my skin and not my action we all bleed the same when we die we all get bury the same because I am lighter or darker then you taller or shorter then you Have hair or dont Do not mean I am different from you our heartbeats are the same The world see color but i don't Because I am color blind I will not judge you for the color of your skin but for your action many seems to forget that we are all born from a mother and a father rich or poor we are no different light or dark tall or short my color do not define who I am So don't let the world tell you anything different Give me a chance to show you do not judge me for the color of my skin remember color don't walk color don't speak we do I am color blind and I am fine with that because our bloods still runs red our hearts beats the same so what is color just a useless word to define who we really are

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Date: 10/24/2020 2:33:00 PM
Yes! You are right
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Date: 10/24/2020 12:04:00 PM
Get used to it! If it wasn't the colour of your skin, it would be the colour of your eyes - or hair, or whether your hair was straight or curly, or where you came from, or who your parents were or were not, what school you attended, the clothes you wear ad infinitum! Some folks are just picky, picky, picky! Aloha! Rico
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