It’s a Small World

 Walking around globe
Passing people, shapes changing
Stopping, talking shape
Time passes, the person
Changes like rainbow water
Not the same as first
They change color some
But stay the same in water
Not one substance change
They walk far way
The color they once contained
Was your, connection
Walking away from there
Seeing, the same person back
Sharing color past
Yet they are not same
With only color everchange
Passing many like
In this small world, all seem the same
Yet at close look, only same in
The thing called “people” as name

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