One day

One day

Just for my colour invisible
wondering wandering along the streets
just for my colour visible
painfully pushed among the crowd

one day a door slammed open
one good hand let me in:
I could see sunshine & oceans
so many friends ready for me.

Now we are still together
(thirst & hunger left behind),
my hand is always ready
I share a world of love.

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