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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