count the colors in
the eyes of the people
I encounter whether
it be
cashiers at the supermarket
or the
man I pass
on my way to my car.
I've seen thousands of souls.
I've loved them all.
Their brilliance exuberates
the life in my own.
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Language is one of the most beautiful yet underutilized resources in the universe.
Please judge my words kindly.
Each day I
count the colors in the eyes of the people I encounter whether it be cashiers at the supermarket or the man I pass on my way to my car. I've seen thousands of souls. I've loved them all. Their brilliance exuberates the life in my own.
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