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A Shade of Color

By Hibiscus, Milwaukee, WI

Every life is a shade of color in the final painting,
A delicate thread in a coat of many colors,
A quick trill in a musical composition,
An actor in the midst of a crowded stage.

All are conceived for a reason,
All play their designed part,
Fit into their niche of society,
Fulfilling the role they were meant to play.

And then, they die. But time does not know,
Does not care- time will go on.
All live a lifetime, which is but an instant,
In this mysterious thing called life.

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