All the different people

With all theirr different ways,

All their different looks,

Like all the different days.


Some like to read,

Some like to write.

Some like the day,

Some like the night.


All the different people fascinate me,

With all their individuality.

I find it all terrifically true,

That their all in one room,

In  such peace and harmony.

The End

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