The colors swirl
Dancing across my face
So many twists and turns
Each hue blending, merging
Eventually separating
Moving on to its own splendor
Every face, swiftly passing by
Every wink, wrinkle and smile
Begs to be seen, asks to be noticed
A never ending dance of life
All for my supposed enjoyment
As they slowly pass me by
I am a part of this magnificent dance
Although separated and on the edges
Watching from the shadows
As the others gather to play
Hoping that some day in some way
My color will blend with the rest
But for now I move in my own splendor
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