life is an cloth made up of many coloured strings,
each string is a person, when to many strings are the same colour the cloth
becomes blan and boring with no uniqueness to brighten it.
this is what happens when people choose to mold themselves into
wat others are and wen humanity rejects those who be themselves.
fortunatly there are those who will not dim their inner color to
please others and be accepted and rise above the fixed cycle and
the cloth once again comes to life with many colours
when humanity learns to weave with love and understanding
the cloth shall finally be as beautiful as it can be biggrin heart 4laugh whee 3nodding
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