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What is the perfect world?
Many would say that it is a place where nothing changes.
But can nothing change?
Can we all look alike?
What good would that do?
We would all dress and, look exactly the same.
The question is,
would we want that?
Many say the perfect world is colorless.
But don’t we want to see the beautiful
purple Daisy’s?
Or don’t they exist?
The color would be swiped from our clothing,
snatched from our skin,
but you say it’s better that way,
more equal.
Well let me tell you,
it’s not.
We should have the right,
to our own skin color,
race,
our clothing.
The colors taken from around us.
The water black,
the sky, white.
There would be no speaking.
Do it if you dare.
But if you get caught, speaking your opinions,
don’t you dare run.
In our perfect world there is no moving.
We would be frozen in time.
For if we moved,
what if something was to break?
If only we then knew,
we were breaking our own souls.
If only we then realized,
nothings perfect,
and maybe it’s better that way.
Would the perfect world be so perfect?
That my friend,
is for you to decide.
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