Humanitarian
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Consistentcy of my heart beat, fastens without knowledge
Often triggers my blood flow through life
Blood flow, is like no other, in the present, life
I wish labels were for clothes and
Segregation of colors remained in boxes of crayons
That little children used to color their hopes and dreams
On a blank canvas of the unknown.
I want to share a life lessonThat took me time to see:How choices make the world go roundAnd how it starts with me
