Not a poem :)

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Hi guys this is  not a poem but it is a random thought just wanna share.

Me and my friend were talking about random stuff then we suddenly got the topic racesim rasiam....ugh I give up don't know how to spell it but it's the issue about people hating people about their color and race . This is weird but this is what I remembered about what I said:

"Why do even people care about someone skin color. Like if you think of it , it's kinda like a box of crayons some are white some are black some are brown and the rarest one orange (me lookie at u TrUmP ) .Think deeper though we all can melt, we all can fade , we all can go low on self esteem. But one thing is for sure WE ARE ALL CRAYONS!!!!"

Then I realized what I just said...
My friend just laughed and said " if I melt I can turn into lipstick"

"Yeah!! " I replied laughing till our others friends arrived and had faces which practically says "wut the heCK" cause we were laughing like crazy people. And from that day onwards the phrase "we are all crayons" became an inside joke.

My friend told me at the point when I said " we are all--" she thought I was gonna say something heartwarming like.      " we are all humans " she said the plot twist is crazy and this phrase is the  wisest thing I said.

Oof. Share this message to all the people you know if you dare.

WE ARE ALL CRAYONS!!!!!!
BAI~~

sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes
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