It’s no mistake that pride is a rainbow
For color is a form of expression we all understand
Every hue you can imagine
Can be found radiating from a they, them, woman or a man
My color is pink, yours might be indigo
Whatever color your soul, you deserve to feel accepted
Forgive yourself for not feeling good enough
Focus on your energy and love, do nothing except this
When you replace hate with love
Watch your life change right before your eyes
When you see the world through love-colored lenses
Everything you dream about, will be realized
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Day 76
The first thing I remember about the day that changed my life is opening my eyes and seeing fluorescent lights above me. I couldn’t turn my head in either direction without feeling an intense pain shooting down my spine, so I kept looking up at the fluorescent lights. There’s no reason for you to know this, but I hate fluorescent lights. I don’t know who created them, but I wish they stayed home that day. I remember realizing I was in a hospital, but I don’t remember how I got there. I remember lying on that hospital bed for what felt like an hour before a nurse came in to check on me. It could have been ten minutes, it could have been thirty seconds, but to me, it felt like an hour. Nevertheless, my nurse was finally here.
By Nicole Robinson3 years ago in Humans
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