Colors of Tolerance

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Facts are what reside between you and me. Some facts drag you down. Some answers justify whatever it is that you want to justify. My interpretations of reality collide with yours. Here I stand for what I see as true. On the other side of a Calatrava bridge, you hold your own truth.
None of us knows for sure and that’s why we keep moving, burning, smiling, melting.
We’re here to learn and expand our souls: kaleidoscopic. Our colors don’t have to mix, there’s space for you and me. For colors that make things brighter, not blurrier.

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