All lives are blotted with color.
Dark and dank when low in esteem or situation.
Bright and cheerful when on a peaceful high.
All lives are etched by circumstances.
Cold, hard scrapes when living raw and open.
Smooth, silky scars when living protected and closed.
We climb a colorful mountain of perky peaks.
We follow the proverbial rainbows of life.
Sometimes the peaks are sharp and we snag our psyche.
Sometimes the colors are too dazzling and blind us.
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