Rivers of tears flowing everywhere; every drop designated a reason. Tears from many colors; no discriminating here; joy and pain hanging on to every last drop […] We’re humans, one people, multiple colors ascribed on our backs. The choice was not for us to make, but we’re happy, most of the time. And at times sadness finds its way into our lives, trying to twist us out of shape as we toil with misery. But we deal with it; we find ways to manage. We pray, and we cry. We cry rivers of tears of one color, from many colors. (Mikey St. John)

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