So I overheard someone says it:
"I want the colorful rainbow but oh I can't get it
Rainbow was colorful but I hate it
It runs away from me but I want it
So I made my own rainbow from my own mirror
I run through a white light and there spreads many colors
Spreading outward, towards the window
It was so close I try to grasp
The effort is futile, they are just one light"
Many creatures , many forms
Spreading across land and ocean
Many people, many customs
We are all but one
--syamsulhasran
the last paragraph was out of rythm.
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