What Life Used to Look Like

Voices woven—

different colors, one song.

Stories blend like spices,

warmth rising from every corner.

Here, love knows no single shade—

only the rich hue of belonging.

Oh, the way of the world…

Scratch that,

The way the world used to be.

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