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​​How

​How are they amazing
You ask
See the lines
I say
Straight
Pride stealing their veins
Life stemming from their blood and bones
How amazing they are
I say

How are they gifted
You ask
See the light
I say
Phosphorescent
Overshadowed in untruths and still glowing 
Rising embers from inextinguishable fires 
How gifted they are
I say

How are they beautiful 
You ask
See the colors
I say
Copious 
Adorned in the hues of earth’s soils
Contrasting the voids of humanity 
How beautiful they are
I say