You can be green and you can be red,
While I, the audience of your colour,
Must choose a reflection to shine back
For you to circumvent and destroy.
But my reaction inevitably changes yours,
I can persuade you to undesired alternative-
But I cannot and will not install empathy
Because you wouldn't feel the same, even if,
Your eyes saw through mine.
But we all feel that same hurt,
When the tree bleeds-
And there's no excuse or escape.
You are not separated from this.
We are the same consequence.













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